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For Ochaco, it started before their life at U.A. even began, during the entrance exam. She'd seen the greenette trip and almost fall on his face and hurried over to help him. After that, she hadn't expected to see him again. He was cute but she hadn't thought much more of him, as she had to focus on passing the exam and she might not have ever seen him again if he didn't pass.

So you could color the brunette shocked (and terrified) when the gigantic zero pointer had been barreling down on her tiny form, only for the same nervous stuttering teen to leap forward without hesitation, destroying the robot and his body in the process just to save her. From then on, whenever she remembered that moment and found herself staring into those gorgeous emerald orbs that were her eyes, her heart hammered in her chest loud enough to be comparable to the explosions of that costly destruction. (She heard a rumor All Might himself was paying off quietly still. Maybe using military grade robots wasn't a good idea, budget wise.)

He was so kind, and sweet. It was impossible not to like him…impossible not to love him…

God dammit was she hopeless. With that thought she shook her head and made her way into the boy’s room, only to find the rest of the girls there with him, looking contemplative while the boy just looked amused yet sad. Without missing a beat, the pink skinned up beat Mina spoke up, sounded amused and concerned simultaneously.

“Finally, miss main love interest is saying her confession.”

“H-huh?”



Tsuyu didn't take much notice of Midoriya at first. The farthest her interest went on the first day they met was that they happened to have the same color hair, amusing her.

The next day, they had combat training and she got to see first hand the boys determination and drive for hero work, and was moved by his passion against Bakugou's rage. Still, she'd only meant to befriend the boy and get to know him better after. She'd not fallen for him.

That changed during the USJ, though she wouldn't realize for a while afterwards In the midst of the chaos and fear, she'd been a prime target for one of the villains at one point.

While it ultimately been Aizawa that had saved her, the following moments she couldn't get out of her head, ever.

Water burst out the pool as the usually timid teen rose into the air, a look of anger and fear mixing with a look of determination as a super powered fist shot forth.

“GET AWAY FROM HER!”

So often, she had nightmares about that event. They all did, but her own always involved that terrible moment she came to brush with death.

She'd never been affected by it even in the worst of the nightmares though. As if some supernatural protector that could sense her fear, the dream Izuku would always rush forth to stop Shigaraki, even when Aizawa failed.

Without even realizing it, the real Izuku had done it as well, waking her up at the worst moment of the dream. It was an arrangement between them that had just sort of silently started at some point after they moved into the dorms.

Both Izuku and Tsuyu often stayed up later than some of the others, and when one of them fell asleep, the other would hang out near them. If one fell pray to nightmares, the other would wake them up and help them calm down.

The first time it happened to her, she had watched her dream Midoriya die at the hands of Nomu, before waking up to the real one looking after her. It was embarrassing to recall how she clung to him like a frightened child, yet it had become their little tradition in a way.

When of them awoke, frightened from a nightmare, they would just silently embrace one another until they felt better.

It wasn't just in dreams either, everyday, the boys passion seemed to continue to grow, and it became more and more mesmerizing to see his pure, unadulterated want to help others and what he'd do for the people around him. (Even if it hurt to watch someone so loving get hurt, over and over.)

She realized her feelings when they moved into dorm, and she had just seen the boy silently looking after Kouda's pet while the boy was away. A heart as soft as that little bunnies fur.

She never stood a chance. The only reason she hadn't said anything as soon as she realized was because she knew Uraraka had a crush of her own, one running a lot longer.

Following the provisional exam though, the girl had said something about storing her crush away, so the frog girl had took the chance to start preparing her confession. She just hadn't expected to give along side four others.



Mina wasn't one to shy away from admitting her physical attractions, even if it made her seem a bit of a perv to others but could you blame her?! She was surrounded by a whole bunch of hotties! Oh and Mineta, he was also there.

One of the few people she hadn't expected to catch her self staring at as much as she did was Izuku Midoriya. At first glance he was pretty unassuming and average, aside from the hair. (Hair she loved frankly, as a curl buddy.)

His physique was appealing from most angles and had an almost….magical quality to it, to make appeal to the viewer more. She had noticed during her “heavily bisexual energy-infused moments" (trademarked!) He could appear almost feminine. It definitely wasn't just her as resident lesbian Jirou eyed him more than normal as well.

He still appealed in her more straight moments as well, having seen the boy lose his shirt. The muscles he managed to hide were insane, and the curves on them were just awesome. She knew them to be firm yet also weirdly squishy, having took a chance once to feel him up while he was unaware. (Yes she was a terrible person. No she had no regrets.)

His pecks were almost breast like, adding to the air of femininity he could give off. Of course his best feature was definitely his butt. From the first time her eyes lingered on its broadcasted image in their first combat training to this very day she'd accept any excuse to stare at that perfect booty.

And this was coming from her! She knew she was called the booty queen behind her back, not that she disagreed. Her butt was her best feature and she would freely admit Midoriya’s was better.

Still, that was all physical attraction. On a more emotional level she probably started to feel something awaken during the sports festival, watching the greenette trade blows with resident ice queen (well, technically king) Shoto Todoroki.

No one could have known the full extent of the emotions in that fight at the time, but even from high up off the ground, away from the context the sheer determination of Midoriya radiated as if it would melt the boy's ice by it's lonesome.

The true story behind the passion that seemed to cause him to become illuminated in her thoughts and vision only served to further reinforce her admiration for the teen.

There was nothing more noble (or hot) in the world than someone who wanted nothing more than to help those around them. Izuku embodied that completely. As time went on, she'd only come to see that more and more.

Iida
Bakugou
Eri…

The moment that had, unintentionally, caused her to fall for the boy was nothing special from an outside perspective. It was practically amusingly tame compared to the romantic comedy she had planned out in her head with some mysterious third year stranger exchange student from Scotland who she'd have to win from her old girlfriend from Slovenia. It wasn't a very good rom com but It was a rom com, they were never that great.

What had actually happened had been an unexpected moment were everyone of her friends had canceled on her at the last moment. Bakugou had never really intended to show up, and had dragged Kirishima away for an impromptu study session. Jirou had to stay home to look after her suddenly sick mother and Sero and Denki had ended up on some misadventure involving a generator and a potential court hearing.

They had been meaning to go to the theme park that was in town for the week, on the final day. It had been planned two whole months in advance and the girl had been looking forward to it almost as much as she looked forward getting into U.A.

As she had sullenly turned around to go home and totally not cry into her pillow like a little baby, she had come face to face with the angel that was Izuku.

“H-hey Ashido- hey are you, alright? You look upset.” He'd asked concerned, taking a moment to study her. She'd not met his eye, not wanting to face the embarrassment of how she was feeling over a stupid day out.

“Huh? Oh y-yeah. I'm…i'm fine. Just a day out didn't go quite right…” She explained quickly, hating the fact her voice actually sounded as if she was going cry.

“…You were going to the theme park?” He questioned knowingly, likely having heard them talking about it. “Are you the only one who turned up?”

“Y-yeah…”

“Do you only have your ticker or did you have the others?”

“h-huh? Just mine. Why?” She questioned and the boy frowned before rummaging through his pockets and taking out his phone. “Midori? What are you-"

“Hang on just a moment.” He said, calling someone and talking to them. She felt like she recognized the voice but couldn't place it. Izuku also managed to stand just far enough away she couldn't eavesdrop, annoyingly. He came back a moment later, smiling nervously. “Guess i'm buying a ticket.”

She felt her eyes bug out her skull at that.

“W-what?! Dude do you know how expensive they are?! Momo thought they were a rip-off! Momo!” The girl exclaimed, and could only stare stunned as the boy silently walked forward, bought one and walked back without batting an eye. “H-how?!”

“All Might's gonna kill me but…It was either that or not help and leave you upset.” The greenette explained while scratching the back of his head. “Not helping would have been bad enough but it would be a crime to not cheer you up.”

He didn't seem to quite realize what he said straight away until a moment later when a blush started to form on his face. Similarly tears began to prick in her eyes but they were much happier than the ones that had threatened to fall before.

She rushed forward before the boy could react and wrapped her arms around him tight. “Thank you, thank you thankyouthankyouthankyou!”

After a moment's hesitation, he wrapped his arms around her as well. They spent the rest of the day together, going on rides and hanging out. She hadn't gone on as many rollercoasters as she wanted to, despite Izuku offering to go with. It was clear by his face though he was on the verge of cardiac arrest from one of the tamer ones and just being nice. She decided not to torture her rescuer considering what he'd done.

And make no mistake, while no villains or fairy tale dragons were involved, to the pink skinned girl it counted, especially when she found out later that the last day ticket was more expensive than the 5000 yen she thought it cost, and turned out to be 50,000 yen.

To the rest of 1-A, it was a mystery why All Might was suddenly very short tempered with Izuku the next day. The blonde couldn't seem to make his annoyance last though.

Every since he ‘rescued’ her, she couldn't help but recall that strong warm embrace. That he threw himself under the bus with the man he most respected just to cheer her up.

A week later, she had lost herself in a silly rom com fantasy once again but it wasn't some foreign stranger who swept her off her feet. She'd turned to see the visage her mind had created and found Midoriya carrying her.

And she was happy to see him. Too bad Ochaco had dibs. Well not really but everyone knew she had a massive crush herself. When word spread she wasn't going to say anything to him supposedly, Mina knew what she had to do.

Purchase lacey lingerie. Then of course go confess and hope she didn't waste money…..maybe it should be the other way around.



For Momo, it had been a slow burn, a niggling feeling that only ever grew without her understanding since just after she met the hero-in-training. At a stretch one could say it started with combat training. Unlike Mina though, the raven haired girls while still impressed by the passion, had been more impressed with the greenette’s analytical strategies.

While he still made plenty of mistakes the girl had picked up on, the overall result was certainly better than that of some genuine pro's she was aware of. Not to mention that the greenette was working essentially on the fly, due to being immediately thrust into the fight.

From then on, his mental prowess and skill only continued to make itself apparent and grow. His placement in the Obstacle course during the sports festival was definitely impressive but the girl had found herself drawn to watching him and his strategies he used to win without employing his quirk.

And while it was embarrassing to admit, she did find her eye drawn to his physique a few times in the process. Still she brushed it aside as admiration for her classmate.

That's what she kept presuming it to be, that's what it must have been. Yet as it grew more and more, and she found harder to merely hold a conversation with the boy she once admittedly had expected to be just an average student, she knew it was something else.

It was during their final exams, by a sheer coincidence she figured it out. She loved a good novel, as much as the next girl and used one to pass the time while they observed each other's fights. A romantic comedy recommend by Ashido.

In it, the love interest was a sweet, loveable dork with a big heart and bigger brain, and the protagonist had only just realized her crush on her. She hadn't paid much attention to the book, due to the match being the terrifying match up of Bakugou, Midoriya and All Might.

The second she heard the announcement she had been convinced some member of staff wanted Midoriya dead. Yet despite her reservations she had found herself silently cheering the boy on and a massive grin split across her face when it was announced he won, using every last bit of his wit and determination to pass.

And that warm feeling she never understood returned once more, a fuzzy happiness that only he could elicit. This time though, her eyes wandered over a word in the book. “Crush"

And a single word, one of realization, a tiny insignificant sound holding back so much weight escaped her.

“Oh.”

Fast forward a few weeks and the events of Kamino had reaffirmed to her one thing, as he had been willing to go against everyone to help someone who seemingly hated him, just to do the right thing. He had reaffirmed he was a true hero, and that she was now hopelessly head over heels for him like she never expected to be.

With the opportunity that came to act, following the provisional exam, Momo had been the first to enter, seeing the boy finishing up his homework.

“Y-you wanted to talk, Yaoyorozu?”


 

For Hagakure, she didn't realize at the final exams, rather the feelings only just began at the exam. It was just interest at the first, the boy who managed to beat All Might.

She had certainly taken note of Midoriya plenty of times, much like Mina she couldn't resist good eye candy and she could get away with staring much easier. Yet beyond that she'd always been focused catching up in class that she always forget to properly talk with the boy, so she never really got to know him beyond a second hand experience for quite a while. They always came so close to interacting with one another, yet just missing.

The day before the exams though, she learned of event that made her realize she had to talk to him. He'd walked in with a black eye and gone about the day, ignoring the staring. When she'd inquired with Iida later, he'd happily informed her of it’s origin, that had unexpectedly been tied to her.

A common misconception people outside 1-A had about the greenette was that he was a wimp. That couldn't be further from the truth, in fact, if Bakugou was to be believed, the greenette had never backed down from a fight, especially in defense of another, in his life.

And sure enough, that had been the case this time as well. Apparently some older pervs had been making comments about the invisible girl and what she ‘could get away with' that Midoriya had overheard. Being the sweetheart he was, he politely told them to stop and gotten a fist to the face for his troubles, when he had threatened to report them.

The ensuing ‘fight’ was more of a massacre of the general ED student who started it. Midoriya's natural instincts from training automatically kicked in and he immediately had the boy on the floor.

Aizawa found them and had decided to Midoriya didn't need to be punished for defending himself.

The next day, she had wanted to find him and thank him, though originally she was going to ask he just dropped it in future. ‘You can't win every fight it might start.’

She didn't want him to get hurt on a nobody like her, but then she heard that announcement, that Midoriya had won. And she remembered all the second hand stories about him, even the insane rumor he fought stain wasn't that insane in her mind anymore.

It wasn't until the next day that she finally managed to talk to him, as their class dispersed from their final written exam.

“Hm? Is something the matter Hagakure?” He'd asked, his head cocked to the side not unlike a puppy. It had been hard for the invisible girl not to squeal at that. ‘Cute!’

“I heard about what you did the other day. The fight…and why it started.” She explained, rubbing her hand over her other arm. The boy blushed lightly as he scratched the back of his head.

“O-oh. Well…I had to do s-something.” He muttered quietly and Hagakure grinned to herself, her original stance all but forgotten.

“Turn your head to the side Midori.” She instructed and though confused, the boy obeyed.

“Like this?” He asked, turning his gaze to the wall but keeping his body facing her.

“Perfect.” She said, before placing her hands on his shoulders and standing on her tiptoes, leaning forward and placing her lips on his cheek.

“Mwah!” She kissed him quickly before starting to walk away as the boys blush brightened up until his entire face looked like it was part of Kirishima's hair. She giggled as she began to skip away. “Thanks for being my hero!”

“Wha….”

The invisible girl had expected it to end there, but every time she saw him after that she'd find her gaze wandering to him and to that cheek. She started to see for herself what everyone meant about him, finally experiencing what they had told her about properly.

The few times he did catch her staring, he seemed to unconsciously feel his cheek, the one she'd kissed. It was just a random, unexpected thought one day during class that made her realize why she seemed to be struggling more and more to tear her gaze away.

‘I wonder if his lips would of felt better to kiss……’

….

‘Oh….crapbaskets.’



Contrary to popular belief, Jirou was not a lesbian. Except she was.

To be specific, she was bisexual with such a specific type of guy she liked that she expected to never meet them, and never bothered to correct anyone about her being a lesbian. For all intents and purposes, she was.

It wasn't like her perfect type was going to walk in the door in the first day of school. Except Midoriya decided to exist.

She'd totally not been jealously observing Mina and Momo when Izuku Midoriya decided to take his perfect ass into class with the rest of his perfect body. Asshole. Loveable, adorable, easy to tease, sexy asshole.

Ok so maybe on a physical level she'd been crushing on the greenette for a while. Still she didn't think it was worth pursuing. She was sure he'd only agree out of being intimidated anyways and she doubted they'd even so much as have a similar taste in music.

Following the kidnapping of Bakugou and the subsequent rescue though, she couldn't help but revisit the line of thought. The greenette had risked his entire station at U.A. and, despite his claims to the contrary, undoubtedly would of faced down the villains he could of run into for someone who would hate him for the entire effort.

Ok so maybe he wouldn't unfairly intimidated by her goth aesthetic and attitude. Still, they wouldn't have any similar musical tastes or the like….except he did.

She'd found it out by accident just after the provisional exam. There had been a normal case going on but Izuku had been told to stay at the dorms. They'd heard about it being something to do with All Might but nothing beyond that.

She'd been part of the first team for that day's exercise and had ended up taking a fully hardened Kirishima to the face at one point when Bakugou blew up the ground beneath the boy. Had it just been the normal boy she doubted there be much fuss bit with his hardened form and the metal floor she'd collided against, Aizawa had sent her to Recovery girl to be safe.

She'd gotten a concussion but it was fortunately a quick fix for the nurse. Still, following that she was told to just go back to the dorms to rest. While she was curious about the training, she wasn't the type to ignore a medical professionals advice (unlike some people.)

She closed the door behind her at the dorm and, for no reason other than curiosity and boredom, she went to Midoriya’s room instead of her own. She'd only really meant to tell him she was here and maybe interrogate his lack of participation but was surprised by her heightened picking up…music?

And more than that, a surprisingly moving voice carried out the room, perfectly in time to the tune she knew she recognized.

“I caught a chill, and it's still frozen on my skin.
I think about why, i'm alone, by myself no one else here to explain how far do I go?
No one knows. If the end is so much better, why don't we just live forever?

Don't tell me i'm the last one in line….don't tell me i'm to late this ti-i-ime!"

It was Midoriya's voice, singing one of the girls favorite songs, to her surprise. Especially seeing that it was in a complete other language. The most surprising part though was that the teen was actually a good singer, managing a deeper voice than would usually emanate from him to great effect.

“I don't wanna live, to waste another day
Underneath the shadow of mistakes I made.
Cause I feel like i'm breaking inside.
I…i…I
I don't wanna fall! And say I lost it all
Cause baby there's a part of me that hit the wall
Leaving pieces of me behind….
And I feel like i'm breaking inside…”


It fit him in a way it shouldn't of, clicked perfectly aside from her expectations, it was just…right. It was good, good music and a good singer…and before she could realize what she was doing, she began to sing the next lyrics.

“Out here, nothings clear, except the moment I decided
To move on and I ignited. Disappear, into the fear
You know there ain't no coming back while you're still carrying the past!
You can't erase, separate…cigarette…in my hand…hope you all…understand.
I won't be the last one in line, I finally figured out what's mi-hi-ine!”

The music paused, the purple haired girl slapped a hand over her mouth and suddenly silence consumed the room. Then, there was a shuffling and the door flung opened revealing a casually clothed Izuku. “J-Jirou?”

“H-hey dude" She said nervously, not sure how to explain herself. So instead, she blurted the first thing that came to her head. “You like shinedown?”

“Eh…hehe.” He laughed a little, gesturing for her to come in and she followed. It was like a shrine to All Might himself inside with all the nerdy figures, but what caught her attention that was new since she was last there were the posters of a few other pro's and most amazingly, a poster for each album ever released up in a row. “They're actually my favorite band. Just, I hadn't unpacked these when we were doing the room competition. So you like them as well?”

“My parents met through one of their songs actually.” The hearing heroine revealed, and the teen boy’s eyes widened in surprise. “So their kinda responsible for me existing. And it doesn't hurt they're my favorite band too.”

“Really? That's so cool!” The hero fanboy enthused and the girl laughed a little. Then the greenette suddenly blushed and scratched the back of his head. “I guess you heard my terrible singing then…”

“Terrible?! Dude, a few singing lessons and i'd be willing to put you on par with Brent himself. Which frankly just getting that deep is an achievement in of itself with your voice.” The rocker girl quickly shut down his self criticism. “Besides, you heard me. So at least you got that…”

“Oh no way! You're an amazing singer Jirou! Seriously!” the girl went to shrug it off but as pretty much the number one fan of All Might, it was hard for her to ignore his next praise. “I mean it when I say you could be the All Might of singers here!”

“I don't know bout that but...thanks, Midoriya.” The girl said with a genuine smile. It then grew into a grin. “Want to sing a proper duet?”

“H-huh? Are you sure? I mean I wouldn't want to pull down your-woah!” instead of listening to his self doubts, Jirou took a hold of his arm and dragged him away to her room.

“Come on, we need proper acoustics for this.”


And that was how the two had ended up bonding over a shared love of a band, and whenever they got a chance they'd take sometime to just sing together in the girls sound proofed room.

They ended liking a lot of similar music it would turn out, Midoriya just didn't quite look the type who'd like it, due to liking such a wide variety of music.

Eventually though, the girl had to concede Midoriya had destroyed all her reasons for not asking him out. So that was how she found herself contemplating if there was any reason not to in the elevator as she made her way to ask him to sing again, when she found Yaoyorozu inside.

“Yes, there's something I need to confess Midoriya.”

‘Confess? What, wait does she like him too?! Should I say anything? No i'm just being crazy-'

“I can't deny I started taking more notice of you recently.”

And with zero grace or aplomb, just worry and zero thought, she barged into the room. Both the people who had already been having their conversation looked up at her in surprise.

“Jirou?” the two spoke simultaneously, confused, before continued. “What are you doing here?”

“I…..uh…well…” She mumbled something almost incoherently and bit the inside of her cheek in annoyance that her faux bravado decided to fail her now of all times.

“Sorry? I didn't quite catch that.” Midoriya said, and despite his statements being innocent, in a way it felt accidentally mocking.

“I…have something I really need to tell you.” She said and felt her worry flare when Yaoyorozu's eyes lit up with concern.

“Oh.”

“Wait, does that mean we all have something to tell Midori?” A new voice asked and Jirou turned to see Hagakure, Mina and Tsu having made their way here. It was Mina who had asked the question and the greenette nodded dumbly.

“Apparently. You all have something important to say?” He said, sounding concerned. Then his eyes seemed to widen. “It's not Uraraka is it? She's been avoiding me all week, is she ok?”

“She's fine, Midoriya.” Yaoyorozu quickly quelled the greenette’s worry and sighed. “Well, I feel I can wait for mine. Perhaps you should go first, Ashido?”

“O-oh…well actually Hagakure I was thinking could-"

“No no, i'm sure Asui can go first.” The invisible girl shook her arms animatedly, gesturing to the frog girl, who simply shook her head.

“Jirou was talking before any of us. She should go. Ribbit.”

“But…but…” ‘SHIT!’

Midoriya stood up from his chair and suddenly pulled out his phone, checking something. Then he sighed and put it away, and Jirou could see briefly he'd been looking at recent headlines. ‘Right, we're probably freaking the worry wart out.’

“I-I could run a random generator on the pc quickly to decidewho t-talks?” He offered. the girls all looked between each other. Then they turned back and…

They had all intended to agree, a simple chorus of yes. Yet at that moment, some supernatural forcd seemingly decided to mess with the girls, and there was a sudden explosion of confessions.

“Dude, I like like you!”
“Midoriya, I think i've fallen for you.”
“I kinda have a massive crush on you!”
“Midori, I like you!”
“I have a crush on you. Ribbit”

Silence followed the room immediately following. Despite their simultaneous timing, the words they all spoke seemed so unbelievably clear. They all shared looks between another then back at Midoriya who's face had flared into a deep crimson blush and stood stock still.

“I….a-am I d-dreaming?” He questioned quietly and pinched himself, before turning back to the girls, staring at him with guilt in their eyes. “O-oh. This some o-odd prank o-or something?”

“I….why do you think that?” Yaoyorozu asked, concern in her voice. Jirou just thought he was surprised, but his answer showed what she knew.

“I m-mean because no one w-would ever think twice about s-some quirkless freak like me.” It was quiet. Incredibly quiet yet it was still seemingly able to pierce the room like a gunshot. It was also an instinctual response as Midoriya suddenly slapped his hand over his mouth and looked away.

“Someone is getting their ass kicked.” Mina muttered angrily and Jirou silently agreed, while turning to face him.

“This isn't a joke on my part.”
“Mine either!”
“I'm being wholly honest when I say I have developed feelings for you.”
“We're all serious.”

The boy took a breathe and turned to face them, with a confused, sad smile. Yet there was a bit of genuine happiness hidden in it.

“You know, i'm willing to bet a certain someone is spying right now.” He said, side-stepping the issue temporarily and looking at the wall that would be connected to Mineta's room.

Sure enough, a sudden bang came from the other side and the greenette chuckled. The girls joined in briefly, at the unexpected revenge on the pervert in a way, but it died quickly and once again, they were back where they started, when Uraraka burst into the room.

“huh. Well finally miss main love interest is her to say her confession as well.” Mina said with a silly grin, trying to hide the concern in her eyes.

“Huh?”

“There's no point hiding it, Uraraka. Ribbit. We all just confessed and you're the most obvious person about it.” Asui said, looking straight her and the girl grinned nervously as she blushed, before she realized what exactly the frog girl just said.

“You all…confessed. What?”

“So…I guess we should leave?” Hagakure piped up, sounding lost despite her suggestion. “Midoriya probably needs to think about this anyways…”

The girls nodded amongst each other, aside from Uraraka who was just confused, when Midoriya spoke the magic words. Worde that, if they'd come from any other boy (except probably Kouda), they would be delivered a harsh slap in response.

Words that only Midoriya could away with uttering due to the utter sincerity behind his motives, and his lack of understanding of what normal relationships were probably like.

“W-why not date everyone?” They were spoken with such a naïve innocence one could almost mistake him for a child. His reasoning only served to hammer that point home. “I couldn't stand hurting any of you, and I want to reciprocate all of you anyways. If I can love everyone, wouldn't that be for the best? I mean I know polyamorous relationships are rare but it's not like there's anything wrong with them!”

“I…” Momo began but trailed off.
“Well that's…” Mina tried to find something else to say yet failed as well.
“I mean….” Hagakure found herself struggling to figure out what to say as well.
Uraraka had practically shut down in confusion, and didn't make a sound.

The only people who immediately had an answer, were Jirou and Tsuyu. The frog girl spoke first, as blunt as ever.

“I'd be totally fine with that. Ribbit.”

Jirou nodded her head in agreement, adding her own two cents to the idea.

“I've not got a problem with that I guess. It makes one of my concerns not as bad honestly seeing as there was someone else I think I’m crushing on.” She blurted out, and cursed her loose tongue when she remembered said person was here.

“I…I believe I could accept such a situation.” Yaoyorozu said as a smile broke across her face and she faced the remaining three girls. “What about you girls?”

“Well, if you're all alright with it, then I am. There's nothing better than something that makes everyone happy!” Mina said with a genuine smile, and Hagakure echoed her sentiment in her own reasoning.

The last person remaining was Uraraka, who everyone was staring at.

“Wait what are we doing?” The brunette asked, seemingly having totally lost the conversation. Asui spoke up before the rest of them.

“Say yes and you can date Midoriya with the rest of us.”

And, without missing a beat, Uraraka immediately answered.

“YES!”

“Someone's enthusiastic.” Mina teased, taking a seat beside Izuku. The rest of the girls also crowded around them, and Hagakure made a simple suggestion.

“Group hug?”

A moment later, they were all on the floor from the momentum of crash into one another. Fortunately no one hurt anything and they began to laugh amongst one another.

As they stood up and brushed themselves off, Asui decided to address the elephant in the room.

“So, we should probably talk about how this is going to work? Because there's probably a few details we need to straighten out. Ribbit.” She pointed out and they nodded amongst themselves. “Like, while its obviously up to Midoriya when, who gets the first kiss? I actually say Ochaco.”

“Aww thanks Tsu!”

“Wait, does type of kiss matter?” Hagakure questioned and after a moment, the other girls nodded, causing her to laugh nervously. “Guess…we don't need to talk about pecks on the cheek then…”

“You…already kissed him?” Mina questioned as her eyes narrowed. The invisible girl laughed nervously and the rest of the girl shared feral looks before setting their gazes on the greenette.

“I…Gulp!”

And once again he was tackled to the ground, this time being lovingly attacked by his new girlfriends. While he kept track of who got what number kiss, he didn't plan to tell them now.

Love was a harsh game! Also even he was capable of petty revenge.

“Wait hang on I just realized something uber important!” Hagakure spoke up, the only girl still standing. “Jirou! Clearly apart from Midori, I thought you only liked other girls. Who's your other crush?!”

“I…” The rocker girls eyes went wide, and her face lit up red, and with speed rivalling Iida's she jumped and retreated.

“Aww, don't run away!” Uraraka pouted but the purple haired teen had practically disappeared at that point. “I wanna know who it is….”

“Mina, you should probably go after her.” Izuku said knowingly and said teen stared at him confused. He smirked teasingly at the group. “She stares at Mina four times more than the rest of you, struggles with her words more when talking to her and when Mina is mentioned in conversation her blinking goes from twice at four second intervals to three times in five second intervals.”

The girls looked at him with shocked blank expressions and he maintained his serious gaze back….for all of three seconds before he started to laugh.

“Just kidding. I might analyze a lot but even I can't pick up that much detail from passive observation. I just caught her singing about a ‘beautiful pink skinned girl' the other day.”

“Wait she was singing about…” Mina trailed off as she pointed to herself and their new boyfriend nodded. Quickly the acjd user jumped up and made her way out the door. “JIROU WAIT! WHERE ARE YOU?!”

The remaining group laughed among themselves as they agreed to let Izuku come up with a list of suggestions to make their new relationship work, despite its odd nature.

In the room beside them, Mineta's jealousy reached a level so high, a man with a quirk to turn Jealousy into raw strength in Mustafu suddenly found himself with a nice pair of abs.

In the other room attached to Midoriya's, Aoyoma was missing but Dark Shadow had snuck away from its napping owner into the room and watched the whole affair, with but a single thought in it's ethereal mind.

‘FINALLY!’

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Part 1, Class 1-A girls:

There had been no need for them to properly announce their new relationship status. Having been aware that a certain pervert had been spying upon them the rumors would have spread in no time.

Despite that though, they wanted to announce it, mainly to avoid anyone getting the wrong idea about how this new arrangement came to be. So that was how they'd found themselves plotting out how to reveal this fact, when their final ‘Rules' as it were decided upon.

Speaking of those rules, they had been debating a draft of it in the boy's room where he nervously awaited their feedback. Uraraka and Momo sat on the bed, Hagakure had claimed the greenette’s lap at the computer and finally Asui, Mina and Jirou sat on the floor, the latter two with their hands entwined. (It seemed that they'd gotten together themselves.) The list was simple:

1. Following Mina and Jirou's example, each member of the group was allowed to date other people if they wanted to and consequentially Midoriya could add more people to their little group of love.


2. Things such as kissing, ect. Isn't entitled to anyone. It will happen as it happens but Midoriya does have to make a conscious effort to save some first time for each girl.


3. Mina and Midoriya were the booty Royalty. (This rule was a last minute addition from the pink skinned girl herself. No one objected.)

“So, are we all agreed on these stipulations about this…situation?” Momo inquired and a chorus of yes's met her. From her spot on the boy's lap Hagakure started bouncing lightly with excitement.

“I don't think this could of turned out better to be honest!” She hummed and the greenette behind her did his best to hide his blush. She totally knew what she was doing.

“Then, I suppose we should talk about who we should tell about this first. Ribbit.” Asui said and everyone murmured in agreement while Midoriya reached for his phone. “Though I noticed All Might acting a little different yesterday so I have to wonder…”

All eyes turned to the greenette and he pouted lightly. “Why must I always be the one accused in these situations.”

“Because you're the most likely culprit.” Mina said without missing a beat and the boy blushed.

“O-ok fair. Still I didn't this time, it was actually because of all of you coming here at once and not leaving until a few hours later. You know how we have cameras in the hallways?” He asked and they all nodded, before Momo realized what he was implying and blushed herself.

“W-well that's presumptuous!” She complained, crossing her arms. At the blank looks from the other girl's, she quietly whispered the word as if it would kill her to say it any louder. “…Sex.”

“O-oh!”
“Rude!”
“Well, I guess I get why…”

“Y-yeah so basically All Might did his job and found out. I think he only told m-mister Aizawa though due to him being our homeroom teacher and Aizawa probably would of already said something if he objected…” The boy reasoned and the girls nodded, in agreement to his logic. “Aside from them, I don't think any other teacher knows-"

Before he could finish, the door flung open and an audible yelp came from the curly haired boy when miss Midnight stuck her head in. Upon seeing the gathered group her face split into a wide grin that seemed to exude pride.

“Ah! So it looks likes it true! My favorite students, growing up so fast. I hope you're being safe!” And, after recovering from her shock arrival, the lovers all quickly defended themselves with shouts of ‘I'ts not like that.’ “Sureeee it isn't!”

She winked at that.

“My patrols are Wednesday and Saturday so try to keep the fun to those days kids! I'm so proud!” She said happily, skipping away. The group all blushed among themselves and didn't say anything, until Mina as the most unphased of then spoke up.

“So…..Tomorrow after class in the living area?”

“That works.”



As planned. the next they explained it carefully to the boys they all cheered and congratulated them, leading to one big group hug.

They also found out one of the key differences between Dark Shadow and Tokoyami is that the shadow creature was self-described “shipping trash.”

Izuku had his notebook ready instantly hearing that.



Later, All Might and Aizawa approached them all and congratulated them. All Might cried, saying something about being worried about the greenette's future before hand that the teen had used as reasoning to kick the man lightly

Meanwhile Aizawa just assigned them sex education classes. They all wanted to melt from embarrassment but overall, a successful announcement. They choose not to tell their parents until later.

Part 2, Mina Ashido:

It was a week after the ‘day of confession’ as Mina liked to call it, just for the dramatic name when she was laying atop her bed eating her own body weight in junk food and slacking off on yotube.

Contary to popular belief the girl didn't hate learning, she just really struggled in a school setting for some reason. And part of that was homework, which she was actively avoiding.

Was it a terrible idea? Yes but funny men playing games on the internet was more enjoyable so fuck it. She scrolled past random channels in her feed

‘Nerdcubed
RLYoshi
Callmekevin
Tom Scott
A+ Start
Antdude'

She sighed, not particularly feeling like watching any of them, then her eyes wandered over Yotube's “suggested creators for you" section.

They were mostly uninteresting except for one.

‘GreenBeanGames. 39k Subscribers’


She clicked on it, reading the channels description.

‘Hello everyone! I'm Green Bean and this is my YouTube channel experiment….thing! The main videos here are gaming videos, particularly of sonic games but I also post other stuff like Fictions Facts! A series about historical events so weird they were almost cartoon like!

In the end I just hope you have a good time ^-^

-Green bean'

Huh. Well it was worth a shot, she had nothing else to watch. She clicked on the recent videos. Five came up.

‘Sonic Rush Adventure – Episode 1 – Dimensional Dilemma’
‘Quirk Battle: Time Travel vs Probability Manipulation’
‘Dragonball Xenoverse 2 – episode 2 – The one where i'm racist'
‘Fictions Facts: Sergeant Reckless’
‘Hitman – Episode 14 – Bye Bye Blackmailer'

Though her curiosity was peaked by the racist title, she decided to start with the top video, mainly as she was looking to be entertained and not offended. It started up normally enough, the games opening screen playing on its own with the characters riding a jet ski until the logo came up and the youtuber began to speak in a kind, soft adorable voice. Mina began drinking from her soda…

“Hello my little bean friends, and welcome to Sonic Rush Adventure-" and suddenly soda was sprayed everywhere as her eyes widened, slamming the space bar down to pause the video. Her brain felt like it exploded and, after quickly cleaning up with a nearby towel, she looked at the screen dumbstruck.

GreenBeanGames….was her boyfriend. Izuku WAS the one behind whatever channel this was. Slowly, a grin grew across her face and she let the video play again.

“-Now, I've played this game before when I was younger but it was so long ago i've kind of forgotten about it. However I absolutely love the original Sonic Rush, and Blaze was always my favorite character so if it's the same gameplay then I think i'll love this as well.” The boy said happily and progressed to the start of the game. A cutscene played showing the two main characters flying towards a tornado. “Ah, and here we see a visual representation of my mind whenever anyone talks to me.”

Gently, Mina wrapped her arms a little together around the laptop as if trying to send a hug through it. The main characters were found by a raccoon who spoke with an Australian accent. “I used to be friends with an Australian badger, but he stopped coming around when my mom got me medication for some reason. Guess I badgered him too much.”

“Oh god dammit, Izu.” The curly haired girl groaned as a smile appeared on her face. Quickly she found herself enraptured by her boyfriends gameplay and commentary. He was good at the game and surprisingly hilarious, which she could only guess was a side effect of not having anyone physically watching him and making him nervous.

He got to the end of the first few levels and another cutscene took place. The screen shaked as loud thundering footsteps were heard and some creature let out an ear splitting roar. Izuku's reaction killed the girl. “Dad?!”

Much like the rest of the game, Izuku didn't struggle even slightly against the apparently robot dinosaur boss, quickly reaching the halfway point where the enemy started jumping up and down and tearing open a hole in the floor. The game seemed to freeze up slightly as they just kept falling and falling. “Damn. This pit goes deeper than my anxiety.”

….She needed to arrange some snuggle time with him.

Her boyfriend beat the boss and it exploded, as video game robots tended to do as the main character was right atop it. “Oh god, I just take that Explo..sion….to the face….”

There was an odd silence after that and Mina had a feeling a certain blomde was the cause. After that though the greenette's cheer came back and he announced the end of the video, apparently with a patreon. ‘I wonder if that’s how he's trying to repay All Might'

The quirk theory was the exact kind of nerdy concept she'd expect from Midoriya where he judged the individual merits of quirks on their own, and had a feel good segment at the end about how the user matters more than the power.

Opening up the Dragonball video she could only guess what resulted in sweet, kind innocent Izuku being supposedly racist and she didn't have to wait long to find out as she browsed the comments.

 

Seri-vegito:
Yo dude totally unfairly judged Piccolo. I mean he was right but still.

LacyLulu:
WTF? Because he's green skinned he's a villain? And you call yourself green bean? For shame good sir, for shame!

 

It quickly became obvious they were all joke comments and the girl let out a sigh of relief, Midoriya just correctly guessed a villain based on their design who happened to get better later. She was worried about some massive controversy that wasn't there.

She kept scrolling for a few moments and passed another comment.

 

Musicrose:
Bean's voice is sooooo cute, I just want to snuggle with it so much!


‘Well too bad he's mine!’ She thought somewhat protectively before blinking in surprise. Then she let out a little nervous laugh as she went to check the next video.

And boy was she glad she did, Mina loved learning when it was fun and /or stupid which seemed to be the whole idea of Fictions Facts. Apparently it was specifically about a horse who served in the war, and had a banquet where she was the guest of honor.

She also watched the Hitman video and about three minutes in she was praying to every supposed god she knew about to never let Izuku become a murderer. Not just because she didn't want him to, but because if the video was any indication he would be far too good at it.

If he wanted someone dead, they stood no chance and it made Mina fear for anyone the boy didn't like in real life. Aside from that though, she was practically giddy at this point, starting another of his videos and opening a new tab to edit her channel somewhat.

‘New name: CottonChaosCandy’

She confirmed and opened up a message log with GreenBean

CottonChaosCandy: Hi! I was thinking we could maybe do a collab!

She grinned, looking away for a moment and amazingly the boy had already replied by the time she looked back.

GreenBeanGames: O-oh, I uh….i don't normally collab with people, especially those I don't know but sure I guess we could maybe arrange something.

CottonChaosCandy: Oh you know me, Izuku!

GreenBeanGames: SKRTHYFSJDSUDYGA WHAT?!
GreenBeanGames: How do you-?!

CottonChaosCandy: Selfie.JPEG

GreenBeanGames: …….

GreenBeanGames: Ok im going to go die of embarrassment now.


And that was her cue to go see him properly. She hopped out of bed, leaving behind a mess she totally intended to clean. Totally.

She hurried along and quickly found her boyfriend stiing at his desk with his face in his arms.

“Surprise? Oh come on honey, you're a great YoTuber!” She comforted as she hugged him and slowly he hugged back. “Like seriously, you actually made me laugh out loud a few times.”

“…then at least im doing what I wanted to.” Izuku said with a small grin, starting to recover. “Actually, you wanted to collab?”

“Mmm-hm! But only if you want to!” The girl quickly added, not wanting to pressure him.

“Ok…how about this? Pink vs Green. Both of us playing competitive games and whoever wins gets to pick a punishment for the loser.” He suggested and the girls grin widened.

“You're on!”



The first game was a 3D fighting game. Izuku wiped the floor with her.

The punishment was an hour of non-stop snuggling. Never had losing felt so much like victory!

Part 3, Tooru Hagakure:

Hagakure paced nervously in the hall outside Izuku's room, trying to ignore her sweat from her nervousness and how weak her knees felt.

She kept picking at her skirt, though it only reminded her of why she was doing this in the first place. After all, that's where the ‘issue’ lied. The little problem she'd had since she was born.

Being invisible made it easy to hide, to pretend it didn't exist. No one knew about it, at all….

But it wouldn't be fair on Midoriya to not tell him. So with that thought, she shakily lifted her hand an knocked on the door. Immediately as she did she felt the urge to just run and forget the whole thing but even if she did Izuku would just track her down.

“Hagakure? What's the matter?” He asked, stepping aside to let her in and closing the door behind him. Looking around she saw he had been playing some fighting game just before she walked in.

“W-what were you doing?” She asked, wanting a moment to gather her thoughts and the boy scratched the back of his neck.

“Practicing for something.” Was all he said, taking a seat on his bed with a frown. “Are you ok, Tooru? You sound scared.”

He used her first name. He was freaked out enough to call her by her first name, she must be freaking out more than she thought. She took a deep breath and faced him.

“Izuku…there's something I need to tell you about myself…” She started, hating how dry her throat felt. The greenette slowly stood up and lead her onto the bed. She sat down and tries her best not to start hyperventilating now she'd begun explaining. “You might hate me for it…”

Slowly, two deceptively strong arms snaked around her and pulled her into a gentle hug, rubbing small circles into her back. It helped more than expected. “Hey, i'm not gonna hate you…You're my girlfriend, I just want you to be happy…”

God he was too good for this world.

“I…I'm"

No use beating around the bush. Better to just set it on fire and waltz through.

“I'm transgender.” She finally got out and Midoriya's mouth opened slightly. For a moment, visions of slurs and disgusted noises passed her mind and she flinched, automatically expecting the worst.

Really, that wasn't fair on Izuku, but the world had trained her to expect it from everyone. Instead, no more left the boys mouth than a simple “Oh.”

“Oh?”

“Ah! I'm sorry I probably should of said more, I don't want to make you feel bad or anything I just…” He took a deep breathe and smiled nervously. “I don't get where the ‘I hate you’ part possibly could have come in.”

“W-what? You don't think…im different or a freak? I mean you're not mad because i'm ‘not a real girl?’-"

Before she could continue, Midoriya took her hands into his own and leaned forward, placing a kiss atop her head. “Of course you're a real girl. Nothing changes to me because of how you were born. And take it from me, there's no such thing as a freak in this world, just bullies.”

Without another thought Hagakure rushed forth, pulling the boy into a tight hug. “Thank you. Just you know i'm-"

A finger placed itself on her lips and Izuku pulled back, giving her his kindest smile. “You're only telling me because you're worried my attraction will change. I don't care on that front, ok? What I care about is you.”

Then the boy flushed bright red as he said the next part.

“Even if we have to use Midnight's patrolling today to prove it.”

Her own face blushed as well, not that she could see and tears pricked at her eyes. It was incredibly weird to hear something like that from him but she knew why he said it, even despite his nervous disposition.

He wanted her to feel normal. She smiled as she buried her head into his chest.

If she hadn't fallen in love before, she definitely had now.

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Part 1, Kyoka Jirou

If I could find assurance, to leave you behind,
I know my better half would fade…
And all my doubt, is a staircase for you…
Opened out of this place…”

Izuku's deeper signing voice rang out, complimented amazingly by the acoustics of Jirou's room as said girl laid atop him, contentedly nuzzling into his chest.

“The first step, is the one you believe in…
The second might be profound…
I'd follow you down, through the eye of the storm.
Don't worry i'll keep you warm.
I'd follow you down while we're passing through space,
I don't care if we fall from grace.
i'll follow you down.”

The purple haired girl let out a noise almost akin to a purr as she readjusted lightly against her literal body pillow, happily starting to doze away despite the fact it was supposed to be a duet.

“You can have the money and the world,
The Angels and the pearls…
Even trademark the color blue.”

A light sound like muffled snoring started to emnate from the boys petite girlfriend causing him to grin like an idiot as he continued.

“Just like the tower we never built,
In the shadow of all the guilt,
When the other hand was pointed at you….

Yeah the first step is the one you believe in, and the second might be profound….

The snoring got louder and the boy had to resist audibly cooing at her almost angelic look as she slept, leaning down lightly and placing a kiss on her forehead as he finished up.

“I'd follow you down…”

In her sleep the girl smiled a little and the boy leaned back before looking around. ‘Wait….how do I get out without waking her?’

There was no way. That was how the greenette ended up sleeping with one of his girlfriends for the first time. He winced as he realized he'd have to be carful explaining to his dorm mates why he didn't return so they didn't get the wrong idea but aside from that, he really didn't mind this ‘Problem’.

He set his head back against the pillow, using his foot to fling the duvet over both of them and snaked his arms around the girls torso. Unbeknownst to him, this would become the norm for every visit to the girl from now on.

That was the first time he ever slept with one of his girlfriends.

Part 2, Mina Ashido

Not all first times are good ones, such as your first bruise, your first fear, your first enemy. In relationships there was always one thing to fear for a first time of, and that was a fight.

It was something that all couples wanted to avoid, but sometimes it wasn't possible. The very first fight of their relationship came about a month after it had formed. Things were going steady and the pink skinned girl had been on her way to film her third collaboration with Izuku when she'd arrived only to hear the boy talking with someone inside.

The pinkette was not Jirou so she struggled to make out most of what was being said but her curious nature compelled her to set her ear next to the door. She still couldn't make out much but a few keyeords came through.

“It's just annoying-"

“She can't lose without-"

“And just, Mina makes me sad. She-"

“-Wish we weren't dating-"

She reeled back, not wanting to hear anymore as her eyes started to sting. Her hands shaked as she started at the door dumbstruck until, for reasons she still wasn't sure why she smashed her fist full force into the door, out of anger and frustration she guessed.

Her eyes widened as she realized what she did, immediately turning on her heels and sprinting off. The door opened and a concerned Midoriya shouted out to her. “Mina?!”

“LEAVE ME ALONE, IF YOU DON'T EVEN WANT ME!” She shouted back without thinking as she wiped her eyes with her sleeves.

Eventually she found herself back at her room as she flopped onto her bed and pulled a pillow to her, accidentally melting part of it in the process.

‘Why…why…why!? I thought he cared, why would he lie….’

“Mina?” Came the teens tentative voice and she threw the pillow she was holding at him, only for him to grab it like it was nothing. “Sweetie, are you-"

“Don't call me that! If you don't e-even care about me then you c-can't…”Her voice started to crack and stutter as her throat seemed to get heavier and her breathing hitched. Hesitantly the boy walked forward, setting down the pillow back on the bed. “G-go a-away…”

“Mina…where did you get that idea from?” He asked softly, sounding like a hurt child. It actually made her heart pang despite being the one who should be upset.

“You said yourself! You don't even want to date me! You don't-"

“Care? Of course I care….” He refuted immediately, firm yet also gentle. He looked around for a moment before his eyes shined. “I don't have to jump off the balcony to prove it do i?”

W-wait, what. “You don't…huh…”

Without another word the not stood up tall and walked to her balcony window, yanking the door open. He stepped out and the pinkette’s mind snapped back to reality as she jumped up and grabbed him by the shoulders.

“What the heck, you maniac!? Don't!” She objected as she hauled him back and he turned to meet her eye, frowning.

“Mina…where did you get the idea I don't like you from?”

“…I….I eavesdropped because I was curious. You said-!”

Before she could continue the boy suddenly laughed despite himself, pulling the girl closer to him.

“Sweetie…how much did you actually hear through those thick doora?”

“…” Her mind shut down and she cringed as she realized what the boy was implying. ‘Oh god…i've just…acted like an idiot haven't i?’

“I think I know what you heard, but I was defending the fact I do want to date you, sweetie. I was just saying I don't like how you berate yourself when you lose so much.” He said simply, rocking back and forth lightly as she buried her face into his neck.

“…I'm…i'm sorry.” She said as she hugged him, unable to believe she'd been such an idiot.

“Shh, shh…it's ok. Want to just stay here and watch a movie or something?” He asked and she nodded quietly.

“Oh…and Izuku?”

“Hm?”

“I don't know what the hell made you think that balcony thing was a good idea but don't you ever dare do it again, under any circumstances…”.

“Ok…I won't…”

Fortunately, that first fight resolved itself neatly enough.


Part 3, Momo Yaoyorozu

“Y-you’re sure about this?” The greenette asked nervously as he looked up to his taller, and more well dressed partner. “I don't think I look to great…”

“Nonsense Izuku.” Yaoyorozu laughed as she gently interlocked her fingers with his and the two set off. “I don't care how you're dressed, just that you’re here. I do appreciate the effort though.”

The girl had let her gorgeous raven hair flow without anything keeping it up, and Midoriya honestly had to say he preferred it like that. The two were slowly making their way through the quiet streets of the girls home town near her ludicrously sized mansion.

They were making use of a special holiday that was letting all the students home for the weekend to have a date together. The boy's first ever date. They had tried to bring the other girls along but they'd all been busy in the end.

“Here it is.” The rich girl announced, unable to keep the excitement out of her throat. She looked back to Izuku and her smile softened as she took in his nervous features. “Come on, Izuku, it will just be us today. I…made sure of it.”

“You…you do know how that sounds right coming from someone in your position?” Izuku asked with a quirked brow and the girl decided to have a little fun with him, doing her best to mimic an evil cackle.

“Who said it wasn't like that? She said with a grin and giggled when she saw her boyfriend's eyes go wide. “Kidding, obviously! Seriously though, if you don't want to…”

“N-no…I do, I just need a moment.” He assured as he closed his eyes and took a deep breathe, before offering her his hand once again. “S-shall we?”

“We shall.” Yaoyorozu said gleefully and the two stepped in to the dance hall. Though the girl often had to guide her partner to teach him what to do, the two ended up having fun in all.

For the greenette, he didn't think he could have a more successful first date.

 

Part 4, Tsuyu Asui

Izuku quietly rubbed circles into Asui's back as the frog girl held him tight in the middle of the night, face nuzzled into his neck as the two were simply laying on the couch in the shared living area.

The soft light of the TV illuminated them both from some random show that had been muted while the boy comforted his frog like girlfriend. “It's ok….it's ok…i'm here.”

“Why…why do you have to be hurt in my…dreams…” The girl whined as her grip tightened. “I…I just…want you….to be safe….”

“I am safe Tsu….look…i'm here.” He comforted, gently putting a hand under her chin and lifting her up to look at him. “I can prove it if you want…”

“H-huh?” Asui ribbited in confusion, and the boy leaned forward without another thought, eliciting a quiet squeak from Asui. Then his eyes shot open wide and he pulled back before she could react.

“S-sorry! I'mreallysorrytsuishouldofaskedandnotjustcameontoyouyouprobablyhatedthatpleasedon't-" before the muttering storm could continue, the girls long tongue shout out and quickly worked its way in and around the boys on tongue, pulling him into her.

The world seemed to fade away as the two wrapped there arms around one another, exploring the inside of each other's mouth, guiding each other.

They continued for a few minutes, trying their best to imitate what they'd seen/heard about making out, completely inexperienced and probably causing more of a mess than they needed to until they finally pulled away, wiping away the few bits of saliva that had escaped as a result.

Then, they smiled at one another and laid back down without another word. None could do them justice, well except for maybe a certain three…

 

Part 5, Tooru Hagakure

It was a dark Tuesday night, in the middle of a storm at midnight when Midoriya found himself silently wandering the halls of the building. Asui had fallen asleep in her room for once and the boy had nothing to do, with the power and his phone having died.

He was nowhere near tired enough to sleep and he could use Full Cowling in place of a flashlight. Admittedly he'd feel bad if any of his classmates woke up just to see a non-descript figure randomly roaming the halls yet at the same time it amused him a little.

He was on his third lap of the building when his ears perked up, a noise amidst the storm catching him off-guard.

It was a whimper, followed by the sound of crying. His eyes widened as he realized he was outside Hagakure's room. Gently he knocked on the door and the noise suddenly muffled itself.

“Hagakure? It's me…” He called out, careful to not be too loud and wake anyone up. A moment later, the door opened and he tried bot to blush too hard when he was greeted by a set of floating underwear and nothing else. ‘It's bigger than I-Not what to focus on, Izuku!’

“Izuku, what are you doing here?” She asked quietly and Midoriya frowned at the shakiness of her voice.

“Had nothing better to do. Are you ok, I heard crying?” He asked as he stepped forward, placing a hand on her shoulder.

“I'm f-fine, Izuku…” She said, though he felt her body shudder under the unconvinced look. “Ok…i'm…i've been better.”

“Can I come in?” He asked softly and a noise of affirmation came from the invisible girl. He stepped in and looked around, spotting the girls phone laying on the ground. A quick inspection quickly revealed what had the girl upset.

You entered a conversation with a stranger say hi!

Most of it seemed to go well until Hagakure had decided to reveal that little tidbit, mistaking something the stranger said as support only to be sent a barrage of insults and names.

Looking back, he noticed the girl seemingly adjusting herself…

So this is what it was like to want to kill someone. Good to know. He turned and an idea struck to reassure her as he remembered what day it was. He did say he'd do it…

So he walked up to the girl without a word.

“So…I-MPFH!” Without a word the boy leaned forward and pulled her into a kiss. She certainly didn't complain though as her arms slowly wrapped around him and she began to kiss back.

It was even more awkward to pull off than with Asui, as now the boy could even see what he was doing but he worked with what he had, eventually pulling away so they could both take a moment to catch their breathe, hugging each other tight.

“W-what..?” Tooru eventually asked when she could breathe once more and the boy blushed as leaned in.

“You remember what I said right?...well….it's a Tuesday…” He said before leaning back as the girl seemed to freeze up in his arms. “Not if you d-don't want t-too but-"

He couldn't finish as he was thrown back onto the girls bed. The next day, both of them tried not to be to obvious about what happened but damn did Midnight's giddy attitude the next day make it hard.

 

Part 6, Ochaco Uraraka

Sometimes, the moments one considers the most romantic of their relationship aren't accompanied by the beautiful ambience of a restaurant or the chilly skyline of a bustling city at night.

Sometimes, the best moments were the stuff that happened to you everyday.

“Go fish.” Uraraka announced confidently over her set of cards and the greenette groaned, having once again failed to guess any of the cards she possessed. “Any two's?”

He handed over the last three of his four cards.

“You really aren't good at this, are you Deku?”

“It's literally Probability and nothing else, how am I failing so hard?!” The boy groaned and the brunnette giggled.

“Maybe you're just giving it to me for some reason.” She theorized teasingly and the boy smiled lightly as he looked up.

“Yeah I’m losing because I love you too much.” He said before both their eyes widened as they realized what he said.

“D-did you just…” She stuttered out and he nodded dumbly, and a stupid grin started to form on her face. “F-for the first time?”

“Y-yes…” He confirmed, before looking up with a smile. The two started to lean over the table as their faces blushed. “A-and I meant it. Any 5’s?”

“I love you too Izuku…” The girl said and for just a brief bit glorious few seconds, their lips locked together. Then they pulled away, looking into each other's eyes. “Go fish.”

“DANG IT!”

 

Part seven, Itsuka Kendou

She really had no idea how on earth it happened. It had just been a normal training exercise like any other, the only difference was that the two hero course classes had been paired up.

They were trying to properly simulate working with heroes you know as limited info as possible about by putting the two together. Teams were randomly chosen and one of the ones to come out had been Itsuka and Izuku.

There own challenge had ended having little to do with combat and more to do with using their minds, trying to escape a labyrinth the ‘villain' (Vlad King in a cheaply made costume) had trapped them in.

It hadn't been anything special but as they went through it, the two found a shared interest in analytics and of course heroics. With their combined brains they were able to tear through the place like it wss nothing.

As they did, Kendou often also found herself behind the boy and though she refused to admit it to anyone, keeping her eyes straight forward had been difficult with the boy in front of her.

It didn't hurt that the boy was fluff and sunshine incarnate. Constantly as they made their way through she had to resist the urge to coo at him like he was a puppy, she doubted he'd appreciate it.

After that, she had left to change and hadn't seen the boy again for quite a while. For some reason she didn't understand, that actually made her upset. She'd love an opportunity to spend more time with him (and maybe check him out more when no one was watching.)

Eventually she figured it out. It was attraction. She was attracted to Midoriya. That…that was ok.

Then she found out he was apparently already in a relationship and she for some reason, despite not even being close to the boy, she had found herself crying later.

So it was now she found herself somewhat depressed a month after the news broke, eating yogurt in the cafeteria when Setsuna spoke up beside her.

“Hey, look there's that hot kid from 1-A with his girlfriends.” The disembodied head said, mainly to someone else. For some reason the girl liked the sensation of eating while she was detached.

“Wait, girlfriends? As in plural?” The orange haired girl asked confused. ‘Is he that kind of guy? Did I misjudge him?’

“Yeah, it's this thing called a…poly relationship I think? They all are aware and support each other dating him but don't necessarily date each other.” The greenette explained as she finished off her food. The boy separated from his lovers and went off somewhere else, presumably to the bathrooms. “It's open as well so apparently he can date more if he so chooses, are at least that’s what I heard.”

“I…excuse me.” She said, hastily patting herself down and getting up. She hoped she wasn't too obvious but…

“Ohhh, Kendou has a crush~” The disembodied head teased. “Go get him girl, and let me know if I can get in on that action!”

“I will drop kick you.” The red head threatened as she hurried off, hearing Setsuna blow a raspberry behind her. She ended passing a few halls, finding herself alone when…

“O-oh! Hey K-kendou.” Midoriya said surprised, stopping in his tracks. “W-why aren't you a-at lunch?”

‘Cute as ever…’

“Well…actually I was coming to find you.” The girl explained, taking a deep breath to prepare herself. ‘Don't freak out Itsuka, you can do this. You beat the entrance exam, you faced down a villain…’

She ignored the oh so helpful part of her brain that tried to remind her Izuku had been at the forefront of every villain attack and her own experience paled in comparison.

“Ok so…I should confirm first, is it true you're in a poly relationship with some of the girls in 1-A?” She asked, surprised by how simple it was compared the gargantuan task her mind made it out to be.

“Uh..well actually i-it's all the g-girls but yeah.” He confirmed as he scratched the back of his neck. “W-why, is something the mstter?”

“N-no..it's just…” ‘You can do this!’ “Is it true that it's…open?”

“W-well yeah. I m-mean I really d-doubt anyone else would w-want to be with me but-" The realization struck about why she would even be asking. “O-oh..”

“I'm…I’m sorry, I shouldn't of asked.. I doubt you really-"

“Hey, hey hey, it's not that!” He quickly reassured. “I'm just surprised…I…you want to…date me?”

Nervously she nodded her head.

“W-well…me and the girls set up some rules. They did say I could add anyone I wanted. Still I want to talk with them first and make sure they're comfortable with it, ok? He asked and the girl looked up surprise. “They should be though so…i'll get Momo to phone you after to come over when were done, ok?”

“I…ok.”


 


Later that night, the girl sat at her desk watching random yotube videos when her phone went off.

Creati: Come meet your fellow Izuku lovers. You're in!

Kendou liked to think she was good at being elegant and composed. Didn't stop her fist pumping the air and shouting out in excitement.

And that was how they first new girl was added to Izuku's group of lovers.

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Part 1, Momo Yaoyorozu

 

It was a nice, quiet Sunday and the students of 1-A were being lazy with a few exceptions. In Midoriya’s dorm, said boy and Yaoyorozu could be found comparing notes and just discussing random topics.

 

“-So obviously, I’m a little freaked out. All I’ve heard is a massive crash and my mom shouting out.” Izuku smiled as he reminisced over an old memory. “I run through the room, clutching a broom. Honestly had a villain broken in, I don’t know what I was thinking. I guess I was just hoping the image of a seemingly insane quirkless kid in his underwear would somehow freak them out.”

 

“So what was it really then?” The raven hair girl asked as she held her hand over her mouth, trying her hardest not to burst out laughing at the mental image.

 

“Literally just a cat. Our neighbors had this mischievous little tabby. My mom had just got in with the groceries and he dove In when she wasn’t looking. Jumped in front of her and scared herm the crash was her dropping the bags in surprise.” The boy chuckled as he erased an answer he’d put down, realizing he’d missed a part of the question. “We got him back quickly enough. I did love that little troublemaker.”

 

“So if you were to get a pet, would It be a cat then?” The creation girl asked with a soft smile, that faltered when a frown crossed the greenette’s face. “Izuku?”

 

“Couldn’t. Love them but I can see them for a short amount of time, allergic to them. Not too bad if like I only see them for an hour or two but everyday would be really bad for me.” He sighed, looking away. “Tried allergy pills but didn’t work out.”

 

For a moment, silence fell over them as the girl took in that news. The greenette sighed sadly, before deciding to get back to the work when…

 

“Meow.”

 

He blinked in surprise, turning back to his girlfriend and was surprised to see the girl now had a headband on with cat like ears and a completely straight face. “Wha…”

 

“Meow.”

 

Then a stupid dopey smile appeared as he realized what she was trying to do. “Right, cat’s don’t talk.”

 

“Meow!” Suddenly the girl leapt towards him, nuzzling into his neck and causing him to laugh as blushes appeared on both their faces.

 

“H-hey, c-careful…” He said as he wrapped an arm around her neck, patting her head unconsciously. The girl didn’t complain, moving into with a genuine purr. ‘Too cute!’ “Thanks Momo…I love you….”

 

For a second, the girl froze before turning up to face him, a happy smile slowly coming onto her face as her eyes shined she leaned in. “I love you too…”

 

With a slightly teasing smirk, the boy leaned in himself. “Don’t you mean, meow?”

 

“Maybe…”

 

And their lips locked


 

Part 2, Kyoka Jirou

 

Quirks can often have a lot of side effects, and whether those effects were positive or negative really depended on the quirk.

 

For Jirou, the side effect was that she often suffered from sensory overload due to the sheer amount of auditory input she got in any given moment. She couldn’t even use earmuffs without getting them custom made to deal with her mutations.

 

Due to this, one thing Jirou absolutely hated was having to talk other the phone. Texts were fine but having to put an audio device right next to her ear was never enjoyable, especially when her sensory was running over time.

 

She also hated unnecessarily upsetting people. She’d tease people like Kaminari happily, but she never was trying to be actively malicious at all. Which lead to her current problem, as he looked at her phones call log.

 

Midoriya wouldn’t stop calling her for some reason, the last twenty calls were all from the greenette and she quietly went through them not wanting to make him feel bad. She couldn’t keep doing it though, as her sensory overload had been worse today.

 

She winced as a sudden jingle rang out from the phone and she sighed as she saw it was Midoriya calling yet again.

 

‘Might as well get it over with..’

 

She clicked the call button and kept the phone a couple of inches from her head, trying to think what to say. “Hello?”

 

“Hi Jirou. How are you?”

 

“Tired.”


“Oh, did I wake you?! I’m sorry! I didn’t meant to-“

 

“Relax, you dork. It’s just….My hearing’s really….just…” ‘Why is putting it into words so difficult?!’

 

“O-oh! I n-noticed a pattern with quirks like yours, while I was d-doing research. Do you suffer from Sensory overload?” The boy asked, with a tone of concern and the girl frowned as she made a noise of affirmation. “I’m so sorry! If I’d known I wouldn’t call so much this isporbablyreallyannnoyingforyouandishouldprobablygonowandjustimso-“

 

“Dude!” She exclaimed, before wincing at her own volume. “Calm down. It’s my fault I didn’t tell you in the first place.”

 

“…”

 

“Why….Why do you keep calling so much anyways? I mean I’m literally walking distance from you.”

 

“Well….It’s just I’m busy doing stuff on my pc a lot or training and…” He trailed off for a moment, and the next part was quiet enough she was actually glad her ears were working overtime for once, as it allowed her to hear the next part. “And I just love your voice as much as I love you….”

 

There was a beat of silence as her eyes went wide.

 

“Ah! Sorry I didn’t mean to-“

 

“I love you too….” She said, almost dumbstruck. Something about it had just completely caught her off guard.

 

“I…I’ll make you something to eat and leave you alone. Sorry for calling so much.”

Before she could say anything, the phone’s dial tone played and her hand dropped as she stared at the ceiling.

 

‘He said I love you…’

 

Jirou tried her best to avoid acting like a typical girl a lot. She had no problem with what people considered to be girly behavior but it just wasn’t her style.

 

Despite herself though, she quickly turned around, stuffing her face into her pillow to let out a happy scream as her feet kicked the bed. She figured this was a good enough reason to.


 Part 3, Mina Ashido

 

“So, what are we doing today, Izu?” Mina asked excitedly as she looked around the map she had spawned in on her game. She heard an excited laugh from the boy as a ragdoll of her boyfriend suddenly flew past her. “What the?”

 

They were playing Garry’s Mod, and to the pink skinned girl all that meant was literally anything could happen. “Honestly I just wanted to mess around for a while but to keep in the theme, we can try to fight using just these ragdolls and gravity.”

 

“Oh, cool! Though, how did you get yourself in?!”

 

“I’ve been taking 3D modeling lessons in my spare time.” He explained simply and the girl gaped. ‘Seriously Izuku, how do you do so much?!’ “It’s not perfect but for what I wanted, im at the point I wanted to be. Before we start recording, I want show you something I put together.”

 

“Oh?”

 

The two on-screen characters ran off, and the boy lead her to a section that had been hidden away. When her eyes laid upon what was there, she felt her heart melt, dopey smile on her face. “Izuku….”

 

The greenette had set up a little almost art work, bars set up to create the shape of a heart, with two ragdolls of the two posed in front, holding hands. The ragdoll Mina’s head laid upon the ragdoll Izuku’s shoulder.

 

“D-do you like it?” He asked nervously and though he couldn’t see as she was in a different room, she nodded violently.

 

“I love it! Why did you make it though? I mean im not complaining but…”

 

“Because I love you….”

 

She blinked for a moment, before gently setting her laptop aside, tearing off her headphones and bolting out the room. As she ran, she past by Iida and ignored his shouts about running in the hall, leaping down a flight of stairs and bursting through Midoriya’s dorm room, where the boy stood confused.

 

Then, before he could say anything she jumped him, causing the two to fall to the ground as she peppered his face with kisses.

 

“I love you too, you adorable ball of sunshine.”

 

The greenette’s only response was barely coherent babble as his face turned pure red and he laid on the floor.

 

Eventually, she returned to her room even if she didn’t completely want to, going back to her laptop. They’d discussed for a few moments before starting the recording, and had decided it was time.

 

“Hey there, my bean friends and welcome to Pink vs Green, with my girlfriend…”

“CottonChaosCandy!”

“And today, because we love each other we’re going to beat each other to death with ragdolls of ourselves. There’s a metaphor in there somewhere.”

 

The comments on that particular video had exploded with loads of ‘I knew it’s’, much to both their amusement. Mina finally won for once in that video.


 

Part 4, Tsuyu Asui

 

It was a quiet night, with most everyone having gone to sleep except two certain green haired individuals. However for once they weren’t awake due to some nightmare or the like, but simply an inability to sleep in general.

 

Asui and Midoriya, having nothing to do had set up in the living area with the Television set to an old cartoon they were half watching as the snuggled into one another.

 

“HAME-KAME-NA!”

 

Asui ribbited softly as two beams on the show collided. “Shouldn’t those things just explode when they hit?”

 

“I mean…we have no idea what they really are so I have no way to say.” The curly haired boy shrugged, as he registered a pitter-patter against the glass of the building. “Oh it’s raining…”

 

“Ribbit? You don’t like rainy nights?” The girl questioned as she looked up at him.

 

“Not exactly, it’s just-“

 

BOOM!

 

“AHH!” His eyes went wide and he automatically tried to curl up, accidentally squeezing the girl against him without meaning to as his body shivered.

 

“Ah. Midoriya….” She frowned, gently setting a hand on his chest as she placed a kiss on his head. “It’s ok…I’m here, ribbit.”

 

A light whine escaped him, as he started to came down. “S-sorry.”

 

“You’re scared of thunder? She inquired and he nodded lightly. She sighed sadly, gently laying her head on his chest. “It can’t hurt you. I wouldn’t let it even if it could, ribbit.”

 

“T-thank you…”

 

Quietly, she adjusted her head lightly.

 

“I love you…”

 

“…I love you too…”

 

They’d ended up falling asleep like that.


 Part 5, Itsuka Kendou

 

Midoriya hissed as an ice pack was placed on his hand, trying not to clench it.

 

“I’m so sorry!” Kendou repeated for the hundredth time, having been the cause for his pain. The two had been discussing ideas to spend some time together and they’d ended up torn between watching a show from Izuku’s past or analyzing heroes together to get more used to how each other thought.

 

To decide they’d decided to play Rock, Paper, Scissors and had been on their tie breaker game when a bird had flown out, startling them both and causing Kendou to activate her quirk.

 

Needless to say, Izuku had ended up on the ground after that and they’d rushed him off to the nurse to make sure nothing had been broken. Fortunately it was just in pain due to old injuries being agitated and not because anything was broken.

 

“I’ll be right back, you idiot child.” Recovery girl said, with a shake of her head as she left the room. Midoriya couldn’t help but grin a little at the name, the old woman’s on way of showing affection for the boy.

 

“I’m sorry.” Kendou repeated against and the boy sighed as he turned to face her.

 

“It’s ok.”

 

“What? No it’s not! I could have broken your hand!”

 

“Been there, done that.” He shrugged lightly and the red headed girl frowned.

 

“But you could be permanently injured now if it breaks. How aren’t you mad at me?!”

 

“You didn’t break it, Kendou. There’s no harm done. I’d be a pretty bad boyfriend if I got mad at the people I loved for no good reason.” He said with a shrug.

 

“People you love….” Kendou repeated quietly, before smiling softly. He blinked before smiling himself as he realized what he’d said. “So..”

 

“Yeah, I love you.” He said, less nervous than normal. Probably because of the pain.

 

“….I love you too.” The girl returned, as she toyed with her hair, a blush on her face.

 

“So….Guess we’re analyzing heroes then.” The boy said and the girl looked up, cocking her head to the side, confused. He grinned as he looked back at her. “I mean, you pretty conclusively won that Rock, paper, Scissors match.”

 

The red head blinked for a moment, before she stuck her tongue out at him and grabbing a nearby pillow to throw at him.


 

Part 6, Tooru Hagakure

 

“A-are you sure about this, Izu?” Hagakure asked nervously as she picked at her blue sunflower dress. “I mean don’t you want Uraraka to meet her first or…”

 

Before she could continue, her wrists were taken into Midoriya’s hands and he carefully set a kiss on her head to calm her down. “There’s only one thing I’ve ever been more sure about, and that’s that Kacchan will have tramp stamp by the time he’s 22.”

 

Completely unsuspecting that from the boy, she burst out into a fit of nervous bubbly laughter, making him smile. “W-what…”

 

“There, that help?”

 

“A…a little, thanks. Still…why not Uraraka? Or even Asui? What if she doesn’t like me? Or-”

 

The boy knocked on the door and turned back to her, pulling her close to him.

 

“Just be yourself. She’ll love you.”

 

“Your sure?” She asked, and he nodded as he leaned in and kissed her.

 

“I’m sure, after all I love you…”

 

“I…I love you too…”

 

With that, they separated as the door opened, revealing a plump woman with green hair in a bun and a soft smile. Her eyes widened slightly as they took in the invisible girl. “Oh, I didn’t know you were bringing someone Izuku, I would of put something on. Nice to meet you, I’m Inko.”

 

“I…I’m Toru Hagakure, miss Midoriya. It’s nice to meet you too.” The transparent girl replied, her peppy demeanor slowly coming back to her.

 

“Are you a friend of Izuku’s?” The woman asked, curious and the boy took in a breathe.

 

“Actually mom….she’s my girlfriend.”

 

“She’s…”

 

“One of them anyways.” The boy said, knowing exactly what he was doing.

 

“One….”

 

Crash!

 

“Miss Midoriya!” Hagakure shouted worried as the woman fainted backwards.

 

“Don’t worry, she’s fine. She faints at a lot of things. We had the house specially carpeted to make sure it was safe.” The boy said as he lifted the woman up and took her to the couch.

 

“And…you had to say it in a way that caused her to faint…why?”

 

“Pre-emptive revenge for the baby pictures.”

 

“Ah.”

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Kendou wasn’t sure what to think when she found the girls of 1-A hidden in the bushes, half of them in compromising positions just to squeeze in. She considered making a sex joke at their expense yet the sheer oddity of finding the like this left her more just wanting to know…

 

“Why the heck are you guys-“

 

“SHHH!” They all quickly hushed her, Tsuyu’s tongue shouting out and pulling her to the ground and in with them.

 

“Eri is visiting.” Uraraka said simply, as if that answered the question. Looking up the red head saw Eri, a little girl with white hair, red eyes and a small horn playing hide and seek with their boyfriend. “This means cuteness.”

 

“Isn’t….Isn’t Izuku always cute though?” The 1-B girl wondered, and the rest shared looks at that.

 

“Well, I mean yeah. Izu is and always will be the greatest ball of sunshine to bless earth but Eri is a close second and that means lethal dosages of cuteness.” Mina said with a giggle as she pulled out her phone to snap a picture as the greenette was finally found and praising the girl. “She’s like…..She’s like….”

 

“Deku?” The girl asked, pulling their attention. “What’s a…sister?”

 

“H-huh? Oh well….A sister is usually someone who is your close family, who is a girl and isn’t your mom.” He explained, and the girl frowned. “A sister can be a really awesome person probably, though I’ve never had one.”

 

“They have to be family? Aww…” The girl pouted as she sat down, causing Midoriya to tilt his head with a confused look.

 

“What’s the matter, Eri?”

 

“That means I can’t be your sister then.”

 

All the girls felt their hearts tighten at that. The boy smiled lightly as he pulled her into a light hug.

 

“Not all family is determined by blood Eri….And, if you wanted to be my little sister I don’t think their would be a greater honor in the world than that.” He said with a grin.

 

Were it not for the fact it would of made the boy said, all the girls would have died on the spot from cuteness overload.

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Part 1, Itsuka, Momo and Ochaco.

 

It was hard not to compare Deku to a puppy sometimes. Both were cute, energetic, pure balls of sunshine and love that got far to giddy when you put something they liked in front on them. It also made it impossible to refuse them the stuff they loved.

 

Right now the greenette bounced on his heels excitedly as he fiddled with the television, connecting the DVD player. Behind him, Momo and Kendou sat snuggled under one blanket and Uraraka waited for her green haired compainion to return so they could form a four person snuggle pile while they watched the show the boy was putting on.

 

It had been a random conversation that had just popped up one night. They had started performing one mass group call at night, mainly so Izuku could say ‘love you’ and ‘good night’ to all of them, without feeling guilty for missing someone or leaving them for last.

 

However they always talked for a little bit first and they had gotten onto the topic of old television shows they used to watch when Asui mentioned how the two had been watching that one show about the blonde spiky super monkey aliens.

 

Everyone had mentioned random shows, however they all knew the shows mentioned until Deku had mentioned his guilty pleasure, blushing and scratching the back of his head. When he had explained it though, the girls had pretty much all instantly agreed they had to watch it with him at some point if he loved it so much.

 

The other’s hadn’t been able to make it but Izuku didn’t mind, as that just meant he got to watch more of his show. Finally he walked back to his seat, wrapping his arm around Uraraka’s waist while she set her head on his shoulder and slowly scooting closer to Momo.

 

It wasn’t a particularly amazing show in terms of writing quality, or animation but a lot his actually positive childhood memories came from this show.

 

The title card flashed up and the girls understood why he hadn’t been embarrassed when he brought it up.

 

It was a magical girl anime, an adaption of an old western cartoon. The theme song began to play and they could practically feel the childlike joy radiating off Izuku as the title card flashed up.

 

“Powerpuff girls Z!”

 


 

Part 2, Kyoka Jirou

 

It had been a long and arduous day when Jirou finally returned to her room. It had been one of those days were absolutely everything that could go wrong did wrong.

 

She’d banged her feet and body against multiple objects, had her sensory overload kick in while in the middle of hero training and she had been partnered with Bakugou, the loudest classmate and student at the entire damn school.

 

She’d ended up having her patience run thin and had snapped at some of the people around her, and she felt horrible about it. She wanted to go and apologize, but at the same time knew if she tried she’d end up just snapping again and they didn’t deserve that.

 

She groaned as she collapsed onto her bed, only for her eyes to open in surprise when her Pillow ended up being much firmer than expected. Confused, she lifted up her body and moved the pillow, surprised to find a box with a note and a CD case.

 

‘Sorry your having a rough day. I’m not mad, don’t worry. I hope these help you feel better and I love you!’

 

It was a heart shaped note.

 

She couldn’t help the small smile that came onto her face as she read that and she opened the box, grin growing even wider when she realized it contained a mix of her favorite candies.

 

Then she picked up the CD case and the grin turned to something much softer yet more radiant. It had a very simple title.

 

‘Our duets <3’

 

She wasn’t crying, shut up!

 


 

Part 3, Tooru, Mina and Asui

 

“Tag!” Hagakure cackled mischievously as she slapped Izuku, prompting the boy to twirl around only to find nothing there. Midoriya frowned, however he wasn’t actually upset, doing his best not to let his amusement through into his voice.

 

“Using your quirks cheating!” He called out into the empty field, only to look and see Asui using her tongue to swing away from him, and Mina skating away on a trail of Acid. He rolled his eyes with a smirk.

 

It had been a slow Sunday, with no homework to complete. It had however had been a lovely sunny day and, after recording and episode for their shared Yotube series Mina and Midoriya had decided to spend some time in the sun, finding Hagakure and Asui already lying there.

 

They’d laid there for a while, just enjoying each other’s company when eventually, as the pink skinned girl’s patience for nature had worn out, she decided to have some fun and lightly slapped Asui on the head, starting their impromptu game of tag.

 

Izuku was hardly complaining though. Some would call it childish but playing simple games with the ones you loved always seemed to evoke a feeling of pure joy for him.

 

Introducing powers into the equation… Well…

 

Right now, Mina was just asking for revenge as she stuck her tongue out at him and skated away! “Fine then, if you guys want to bring quirks into it…”

 

Lighting started to spark of him and his grin grew a little wider of the looks on their faces that could only be described by one expression.

 

‘Oh shit.’

 

“One for All, 12% full cowling.” He announced with a laugh, blasting off in a trail of light and quickly switching between them all. “Triple Tag!”

 

All of them blinked in surprise when he managed to touch them all practically instantly, before leaping back and sticking his own tongue out at them. “There, a team should be fair! Remember, you’re the ones who brought in quirks!”

 

With that, he took off, the girls chasing behind.

 


 

Part 4, Melissa Shield

 

Of all the things Midoriya had expected to happen in the middle of the night, as he laid down seemingly alone in his room (Really Hagakure was in his bed lacking clothing but teachers didn’t need to know that), pretty much the only thing he didn’t expect was the Spanish inquisition.

 

Or Melissa Shield to be trying to video call him. He didn’t expect that either. Yet that’s what was happening.

 

He carefully put on a shirt and headphones, not wanting to wake up Hagakure as he did so and clicked the answer button.

 

It opened up on a shot of the beautiful blonde, fidgeting with something off screen. She was dressed in a simple blue shirt and had those same glasses that seemed to give her eyes a spark they lacked without them.

 

“Um… Hi, Melissa?” He said with a wave, and the girl looked up surprised before a wide grin split on her face.

 

“Heya Deku! It’s so good to see you again.” She said happily, cocking her head to the side. Then she seemed to realize how dark it was. “Sorry if I woke you…”

 

“No it’s fine.” He assured, scratching the back of his head. “I didn’t think I’d hear from you again so soon. I forgot to give you my number so…”

 

“Hehe. Yeah, I managed to convince uncle Might to give me it.” She explained, clapping her hands together. “I wanted to talk for two reasons…”

 

“Oh? What are they?” He asked, curiosity peaked. It only continued to grow as a blush seemed to appear on her face.

 

“Well… the first thing is this!” Melissa announced excitedly, holding up a green metallic brace that Midoriya instantly recognized the shape of. “Behold, the full gauntlet, mark 2! It’s designed specifically for you. I started just after you left I-Island but I wasn’t sure how long it would take, so I didn’t mention anything…”

 

“It looks awesome.” The boy said with a happy smile, genuinely impressed. “And what was the other reason then?”

 

“Well umm…” The blush returned again and it got much brighter this time as she looked away from the camera. “Ok this is….It isn’t easy for me so give me a chance to explain ok?”

 

“O-ok…”

 

“Well… Ever since I met you at I-Island…. I’ve had this weird… Feeling I don’t get with anyone else. I don’t know what it is but I just… I feel, drawn to you? Like… I think I might be… attracted to you…”

 

“O-oh….OH!”

 

“Sorry… you probably don’t even-“

 

“No no wait!” He quickly stopped her from going down that train of thought, stunned by the revelation. “I… I get what you mean. I felt… really close to you pretty soon after we met for some reason as well…’

 

He knew why, he just couldn’t say it.

 

“So… I think you know what I wanted to ask…”

 

“Yeah but… there’s something you need to know. I’m…. already dating others.”

 

“O-oh…I…I see. I gues… wait, others?”

 

“Yes, plural. Don’t freak out, it’s nothing bad. It’s a…polyamorous relationship, I believe? I always get it mixed with another term.” He explained. “It’s open actually… but I thought you’d want to know…”

 

“I… Actually I think my father used to be in one those…” The girl said, as a small grin started to appear on her face. Midoriya could only blink at that.

 

‘Wait really? Maybe- No wait! Questions later! Incredibly pretty girl who wants to date you now!’

 

“I would want to make sure their ok with it first but chances are good they will be.” Midoriya said with a grin. “And… If you’re ok with it I’d love for you to be a part of it.”

 

“I… I’d like that too…” The girl said. Then she started to nod as she looked up, eyes seeming to shine a little. “I want to be with you…”

 

“Then….I might as well welcome you now.” He said, closing his eyes and tilting his head to the side. “Though… I’m new to the long distance thing…”

 

“Well… don’t worry about it too much. I’m… I’m actually moving to japan soon, to U.A’s support department for an exchange program.” She revealed. “I guess…I’ll see you soon, as a boyfriend…”

 

“I can’t wait…”

 

With that, the girl hung up and the greenette sat there smiling like an idiot in the dark. He turned to go back to bed and jumped when an invisible hand suddenly landed on his shoulder.

 

“Sorry. So… We got Melissa joining in on the fun?”

 

“…yup…”

 

“Well, you definitely have my approval.” The girl said happily, slowing leading the boy back to bed. “For tonight though your still mine!”

 

As she said that, she pulled him into a kiss and the two fell onto the bed, lost in their passion.

 

All in all, a pretty good night.

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It was a quiet school day, with only the sounds of pencils scratching against paper to make any noise in the class while Midnight supervised them all. It was just a general study period but the silence that had eventually washed in was so peaceful that rarely did they break it, only talking when Midnight helped them fix a problem in their work.

 

She was helping Midoriya with a math’s problem now, finishing up with him before standing and beginning to walk away when… “Thanks, mom.”

 

Somehow the already quiet room got a hundred times quieter as all eyes turned to the boy, as the writing stopped and the teacher froze. The boy’s face slowly turned red and he hit his head against the table already knowing what was coming.

 

“Midoriya are you-“

 

“NO TODOROKI I AM NOT ANY OF THE TEACHERS LOVE CHILDREN!”

 

“Well… I’m flattered you think so highly of me.” The sultry woman said with a laugh, patting the boy’s head before walking off. When none of the student’s could see her face though, a massive grin broke out.

 

Unlike most students who made that mistake, Midoriya’s hadn’t come from a simple habitual phrase but….

 

 

Two weeks after U.A. began

 

“Miss Midnight, you wanted to see me?” The green haired student asked as he walked into the room, seemingly in a state of shock he’d been called at all. “I’m not in trouble, am i?”

 

“Not at all, Midoriya. In fact If anything I brought you here to praise you.” The woman laughed, causing the boy to tilt his head in confusion. Reaching over her desk, the woman pulled out a notebook and Midoriya’s eyes lit up as he recognized it. “This fell out your bag. Even I normally wouldn’t peek at this stuff but when I saw the page it had opened to, I could hardly resist.”

 

Inside, there was the page he had made just a year ago about the woman in front of him, a full drawing of her taking up the right hand page. “O-oh…”

 

“These notes are really well done but what I really want to know…Did you draw this picture, Midoriya?” She asked, pointing to it and he just nodded with a blush. The woman grinned at that. “You have quite the artistic talent, for someone who I’ve heard never took art classes in their life. I have an offer for you, kid. It’s been a long time since I’ve actually tutored someone in this but if you want, I could give you after class lessons on how to draw and paint!”

 

“O-oh, really?”

 

“Yes, it’s something I haven’t done since two years back with a third year but I always want to encourage artistic talent when I see it… sound fun?”

 

“H-honestly… yeah, it does.”

 

“Tuesday, after school then?”

 

“Y-yes please!”

 


 

Following that, the student and teacher had to start to develop a much closer relationship than expected. It had started out as simple random bit’s of conversations while she instructed him but over time as he became more and more comfortable they’d find themselves in full blown discussions, canvases completely forgotten.

 

Izuku became more willing to tell her about stuff that happened In his past and just talk with her, and the woman always made a point to listen when she heard what he’d been through.

 

One day, he’d fallen asleep at their tutoring session, exhausted from the extensive training that day. Normally she would just rouse her students gently and reprimand them however here, she had ended grabbing a blanket it and moving the boy to couch to get some rest while she called her mother.

 

The kid really had a talent for worming his way into people’s hearts. A talent even she couldn’t avoid.

 

So when he called her Mom, to the students it was a funny cute mistake. To her, it made her want to squeal with joy.

 

Instead she settled for messing with him when he left the class last. “Enjoy the rest of your day, son….”

 

He groaned externally but for the briefest moment, he turned to her with a genuine smile before leaving, and Midnight was happy.

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Part 1, Kyoka Jirou

 

Of all the girls in class, the one who struggled the most with insecurities, aside from maybe Hagakure was Jirou. There was a lot about her that left something to be desired, or at least that’s what she thought about herself.

 

Said purple-haired girl sniffled as she buried her face into her pillow, trying not to think to hard about her body and failing hard. The day had started out so well as well…

 

A standard part of their dorm life at U.A. was picking up groceries every fortnight for their dorms. Originally the teachers had done it but as an experiment to help the students to grow to be more independent they had started sending out students from each dorm in groups of two to four to pick everything up and most recently it had been Midoriya and Jirou’s turn.

 

Up until they left, it had been a fun day out with her boyfriend, as the two listened to shinedown with the same earphones and joked around while grabbing things.

 

Honestly with how much of a disaster the two became just trying to one up each other in their attempts to make each other smile it was a small miracle they didn’t get banned from the store.

 

Then eventually they had gotten out and walked past a couple of middle school kids who had started calling out at them, generally just trying to be nuisances. The two students had almost left when.

 

“Oi! Small tits! What you even doing with a loser like him anyway? Bet he doesn’t even have a-“

 

She didn’t hear the rest as she took off in a sprint. It shouldn’t have hurt, it should have just been another stupid comment.

 

But it did hurt… it hurt a lot. Her eyes stung as she ran and refused to stop. Without looking back, she had missed the shitstorm of anger the middle school students had just unleashed upon themselves.

 

“Kyo? You here?” A familiar voice asked and the girl looked up from her bed to see Izuku walking in, frowning when he took her in and closing the door behind her. “Hey honey… you ok.”

 

“I’m fine.” She lied, turning away. He didn’t want to see this sorry excuse for a ‘girl’.

 

“Kyo…”

 

“I know you don’t really want to see me.” The girl said, hating how her breathe caught in her throat as she did so. “Go see Uraraka or Momo.. you know, a real woman…”

 

“But… I do see a real woman… Sweetie, you know I love you no matter what.” The boy said gently, rolling her over and cupping her cheek, causing her to blush lightly but she shook her head. “I love you just how you are, because you’re perfect.”

 

“No I’m not-“

 

“Jirou, your figure doesn’t matter to me…” The boy interrupted, blushing lightly as he looked away. “If anything… i-it’s kind of c-cute….”

 

“…”

 

Then, to her surprise the boy leaned forward and kissed her, more passionately than he ever had before. She kissed back of course, panting when he finally pulled away with a small grin and crimson face. “I’m not going to have to prove it, am i?”

 

“M…maybe….”

 

And so, the boy pushed her down onto her bed, as the groceries laid beside them forgotten and for the next few hours, Kyoka was extremely glad her room was soundproofed.

 


 

Part 2, Momo Yaoyorouzu and Mina Ashido

 

Midoriya wasn’t quite sure how he ended up like this, in his underwear with Momo and Mina snuggling into either side of him, exhausted and sweating but he knew it involved acid and a lot of popcorn.

 

And when he said Acid he meant the type the pink-skinned girl beside him produced, not the drug kind. As still developing teenagers they’re powers sometimes had a habit of going a little off the rails, as had happened earlier just that day.

 

They had all been in Momo’s room, on her bed to watch Midoriya’s old childhood show and enjoy themselves, when Momo had suggesting trying to make popcorn. She had wanted to try doing it through her quirk, as she thought she was getting better at it.

 

At first it had been impressive to watch the individual kernels pop out of her into the bucket however she ended up being unable to stop for some reason and before any of the three of them knew it they were starting to be overrun by a unrelenting storm of popcorn.

 

“Ah, Momo what did you do to the popcorn god, I mean jesus!” Mina cried out as she dodged a kernel going for her eye. She and Midoriya tried there hardest to eat away the popcorn but it quickly became apparent that wouldn’t be an effective strategy. “Ah, I’ve got an idea. If I just melt them!”

 

“Wait, Ashido-“ Midoriya tried to call out to her to stop but he was too late as two streams of acid flew through the mountains of popcorn and landed on both the greenette and the creation girl, melting away their clothes.

 

“Oh.. oh my…” Mina said, dropping her hand as she took them both in with a blush. Midoriya rolled his eyes as his face turned crimson.

 

Now they had a mountain of popcorn, two naked students and a horny stunned Ashido. Somehow he found himself wondering if he shouldn’t just get a job as a comedian with the shit that happens to him.

 

Momo and Midoriya tried for a few more moments to shove away the popcorn as the creation girl finally stopped, looking away from each other while blushing profusely.

 

“You know…. You owe us both new clothes, Ashido.” Momo said with a pout, rubbing her temple. The bed bounced for a moment as the pink skinned girl jumped between them and pushed them both down.

 

“How about I make it up to both of you right now?”

 

“Uh… Mina? I’m not sure Momo…”

 

Unfortunately, the pink girl definitely had listening problems as she was already fighting with her own shirt. Midoriya sighed and turned to apologized to his taller girlfriend, only to be surprised when he caught her staring intently. “Uh… Momo?”

 

“I’m…. fine with it.” Wait…she sounded almost excited. Somewhere in the back of the greenette’s mind, something clicked as he recalled how lost in thought the tall girl sometimes would seem if you caught her at the wrong moment.

 

Either way, it had lead to more passion than any of the three had been expecting that day. As Midoriya placed a kiss on each of their heads and laid down, Momo started to giggle.

 

“Cutie…”

 

“That he is, Momo…” Ashido giggled happily. Then she looked over to the girl, and said in a completely serious tone. “Hey…. Wanna date?”

 

“….I’d love to…” The taller girl said with a giggle of her own, as they two intertwined their free hands. Midoriya would be happily and quietly encouraging them if not for the fact they had almost definitely deliberately put their hands near his crotch to mess with him.

 


 

Part 3, Tsuyu Asui

 

Asui had definitely been the most… forward about wanting to be intimate with her boyfriend. She always had been pretty blunt. However what Midoriya had never expected was for the girl to decide to say it in the middle of a school day.

 

“I’m sorry… could you repeat that Tsu?” He asked, blushing bright red as he stared at her. “I think I misheard you.”

 

“I said I want to have sex.” She said, and Midoriya quickly pinched himself to make sure he wasn’t having some weird dream like he’d been getting lately. “It’s cold… and….”

 

The girl blushed herself as she leaned in. “It means I’m kind….in heat for lack of a better term. Ribbit. It wouldn’t be so bad but…”

 

She gestured to him and he immediately understood what had changed.

 

Midoriya was definitely not on the verge of shouting in confusion, nope not at all. He looked away for a moment, trying to think of how to respond then he looked back into the girl’s pleading eyes and before he could stop himself. “Ok…”

 

“Really?”

 

“Yeah… I-I can’t j-just leave you in n-need…”

 

With that, the two left holding hands. Probably the most terrifying twenty minutes of Midoriya’s life but after he would admit, totally worth it for how happy Asui had been.

 


 

Part 4, Itsuka Kendo

 

Kendou laughed and clapped as she watched Midoriya zoom past her on a skateboard, ollieing up some stairs and pulling off a kickflip before stopping in front of her with a mock bow and a genuine smile. “Izu that was amazing! You really should get on your board more, I’m sure all of us would love it.”

 

“Maybe… but I doubt it. I mean I’m not that good.” Midoriya said, brushing away the praise as if it would somehow hurt him to accept anyone actually though positively of him like he had a habit of doing. A habit the 1-B girl wouldn’t let stand.

 

“No, I mean it Izu. You’re absolutely amazing on that thing. Not to mention how sexy you look~” She teased in his ear, giggling as the boy blushed and froze up.


“A-ah c-come on. I-I’m sure y-you could a-all pull it o-off just as easily.” Midoriya said and Kendou shook her head. “Besides, you all look way better than me as well.”

 

“No I don’t think so, and as for that second comment… Well I do have one trick of my own but it doesn’t involve a skateboard.” She giggled mischievously as her hands snaked their way into his trousers. “And that trick is to show you how sexy and loved you really are~”

 

He didn’t fight, though he did make sure they at least went into the forest first. It was even better than expected though maybe he should have realized she would be good with her hands considering her quirk.

 


 

Part 5, Melissa Shield

 

The boy really couldn’t remember how this had started. It wasn’t something he’d have ever come up with he knew, however he’d ended up doing it anyways.

 

At least once a week since he’d started talking with Melissa, waiting on her transfer they’d gone on call and done their best to… replicate an intimate experience, even if they couldn’t physically reach each other.

 

All the boy knew was that the girl had expressed a dislike of her own body at somepoint, that had led him to trying to prove she was beautiful which somehow lead to this.

 

As he got to see Melissa smile though, he was happy it happened.

 


 

Part 6, Ochaco Uraraka

 

It had been a simple day, like any other when it had happened for Uraraka. The two best friends (And make no mistake, even if they were dating they would still always call themselves best friends) had been watching a silly rom-com together in the boy’s room.

 

Huddled under a blanket it together, the brunette had been happily resting against the boy’s shoulder as the two laughed and criticized the movie for how bad it was, enjoying each other’s company all the while.

 

Still, the two could only find enjoyment in mocking the movie for so long, and once it reached the half way point they had decided to find something more interesting to do.


With nothing immediately jumping out to them Uraraka decided she might as well just kiss her boyfriend and see what would happen. What did happen was the two had ended up wrapping their arms around one another as the kiss slowly turned more passionate and the two began to lay back onto the bed.

 

The two eventually parted for air, smiling and blushing at one another. Both had the exact same thought. ‘They’re so pretty….’

 

“I love you, Deku…”

 

“I love you too, Uraraka.” Midoriya responded with a dopey grin, absolutely lost in the brunnette’s eyes, when a little twinkle came into them as she wrapped her fingers around the boy’s own.

 

“Hey….should we…. You know?” The girl asked, gesturing down. Still smiling the boy leaned up a bit and placed a kiss on her nose.

 

“Only if you want to…”

 

“I do…”

 

No one heard from the two until the next day, where they had been surprisingly tired. Well except to Aizawa, who decided to just accept the fact Izuku could get more pussy than him at his age when he had 5 cats at home.

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Part 1, Itsuka Kendou

 

Because she didn’t live in the same dorm building as 1-A, instead staying two buildings down the road, Kendou didn’t get to see her boyfriend as much as the rest of his girlfriends did.

 

She tried her best not to get too jealous over it as it was no one’s fault, just a quirk of how the dorms had been set up. It did mean however she treasured every moment she could steal with with her green little ball of sunshine, and he knew it.

 

Oh he totally knew it.

 

She had been worried when the boy had run down the school’s empty halls to her at the end of class one day, taking her arms into his hands.

 

“Itsuka, I have to tell you something really, really important!” He had said quickly, meeting her eyes. She’d nodded in a stupor, having no idea what to think at that moment.

 

Was it a villain attack? No, he’d be the one who’d stay and fith.

 

Maybe someone was hurt?

 

He used her first name so it had to be something of extreme importance, for someone like Midoriya to forgo second names. He even called Uraraka by her second name!

 

“What is it?” She asked, starting to feel anxious. There was a beat of silence, then suddenly he grinned with a smile bright enough to rival the sun.

 

“You’re gorgeous and I love you.” He said simply, just letting the message hang their for a moment. As her face began to go red and heat up, he leaned in and placed a kiss on her head, only making it worse. “Wanna hang out today.”

 

“You…..” She had no words, opting instead to just smack his arm before pulling him into a tight hug.

 

“You look better..?” She finished lamely. This kind of thing so was not her strong suit. She didn't care though, as the kiss she got for effort made trying worth it.

 


 

Part 2, Melissa Shield and Hatsume Mei.

 

Midoriya had no idea what to expect when he’d been suddenly called to the support department randomly in the middle of the day, having been recording a quirk theory video when he’d gotten the message. All he’d been told was that it was important.

 

So he’d run ahead, ignoring Iida’s shouts about it being against the rules. What could it be? Had Hatsume accidentally created an atomic bomb again? Though that probably wouldn’t get him of all people called.

 

He’d slid on his feet in front of the door, noticing it was open. He knocked lightly as he walked in, looking around. It looked as messy as ever, Power loader talking with someone he couldn’t see in a corner.

 

He turned his gaze and noticed Hatsume was wrestling some contraption, and beside her…

 

“Melissa?” He questioned surprised, getting all their attention. He was on his back a moment later as the blonde jumped him, throwing them both to the floor.


“DEKU!” She shouted happily, barely giving him a moment to process her arrival before her lips met with his own. He was so not complaining though.

 

For a glorious moment, the world faded away as they got wrapped up in each other, then they heard a man clear his throat.

 

The girl jumped off the boy immediately, eyes going wide and face blushing, as Midoriya looked to see David Shield, who had an incredibly amused look upon his face. “Well, I knew you two became good friends on I-Island but I didn’t realize you were that close!”

 

“Uh, mister Shield! Sorry sir.” Midoriya apologized, not even sure what to say. The brown haired man just laughed however.

 

“What for?” He asked, getting the attention of Midoriya and his daughter. “Hey, if All Might vouches for you then I know I got nothing to worry about and half the time, you’re all he can even bring up.”

 

“O-oh. Well um… Thank you sir!” Midoriya squeaked, still embarrassed. The man ruffled his hair as he walked past, before leaving out. “So… is that the exchange program started then?”


“Melissa told you, did she?” David asked with an amused grin, looking up to his daughter who had walked up to be beside her boyfriend. “Yeah, just getting her used to place first.”

 

“Funny you two are dating, actually.” A slightly echoey voice said, and they looked to see Power Loader as he tried to help Hatsume wrangle whatever monster machine she’d made this time. “There wasn’t any room left in the support dorms, so miss Shield will be setting up in 1-A’s dorms. Beside miss Jirou if I’m not mistaken.”

 

“So I’ll get to see you on my way here every day!” The blonde giggled happily, and the greenette smiled back as he subtly wrapped his hand around hers. At least, he thought it was subtle, but David’s grin getting brighter would suggest otherwise. “Isn’t that great?!”

 

“Yeah, it’s amazing.” Midoriya nodded happily.

 

“Alright, as much as I don’t want to tear you two from each other, we do need to go do something first.” The brown haired man sighed, gesturing for his daughter to come along. The girl sighed, but quickly pecked the greenette’s cheek before they left. “We’ll see you soon Midoriya! Hatsume has a little gift for you, from us!”

 

“Oh! That’ll be…” Midoriya trailed off, turning and feeling his heart suddenly start beating a million times faster as Hatsume was literally inched from him. He tumbled back and looked up, where the girl was cackling and holding out a green gauntlet. “The full gauntlet…”

 

“Yup! It’s a beautiful piece of kit, like the girl who made it!” The mad inventor before him laughed, giving him a wink. “Lucky your relationship is open to have her. Much as I want to give this bad boy a few mods of my own, even I know not to go tinkering with sentimental items.”

 

“Thanks, Hatsume.” Midoriya said with a relieved sigh, taking the gauntlet and wrapping his hands around, enjoying the familiar sensation as it unfurled and locked into place. It went further up his arm and was somehow less restrictive then before. He was just going to leave after that but…

 

“Hey, first place?” The pink haired tinkerer began, getting the boy’s attention. It was a nick name she always fell back on when talking to him. “Speaking of it being open, got room for one more?”

 

“W…wait really?!” Midoriya asked dumbstruck, pointedly ignoring the snickering coming from a certain teacher in the corner. “You…like…”

 

“Eh. What can I say. You’re hot, and you play along with my ideas better than most people.” Hatsume shrugged, making Midoriya deadpan. ‘Great reasoning for something so emotionally involved…’ “Not to mention you’re a little nicer about putting down my more destructive ones.”

 

“You almost nuked us!” Power Loader called back immediately.


“You… sure?” Midoriya asked lamely, bringing the conversation back on topic. He didn’t know how to feel about this. “I didn’t really get the impression you…”

 

“Midoriya, no offense but your as observant as a blind fish with attraction and romance.” Aizawa said as he walked past, not even bothering to question it. Midoriya just blinked. ‘Where did he….and now he’s gone.’

 

“I… ok… I guess we can date.” Midoriya said, still uncertain as he turned to walk away. He wasn’t sure about this, should he really agree? He could totally see himself dating the girl, but he couldn’t see her genuinely returning those feelings.

 

“Oh, and first place?” The girl called one last time, getting him to look back. She threw over an invention to him and he grabbed it, looking at it. It was the same hover boots as the girl had used at the festival. “On the house!”

 

“YOU CAN’T JUST DO THAT!” Her teacher called, however Midoriya tuned him and the girl out as they argued, remembering that event. Specifically a conversation afterwards.

 

“So…. You can’t fix them?” Midoriya asked as he looked at the boots in front of the girl. He’d found her by accident on the way out, while she was trying to salvage the parts from them. She nodded quietly.

 

“The alloy in them is super rare, and the only kind that can handle the pressure and hear generated when the engines turn on.” She explained simply, surprisingly unconcerned. “I have enough of the stuff left back to make one more pair though. They’re some of my favorite babies so far.”

 

Even as they were taken out his hands, the boy smiled. Suddenly he could see Hatsume returning his feeling if they dated.

 

So with that, his smile grew as he left the workshop. He choose to just ignore the sudden unexpected explosion behind him as he walked.

 


 

Part 3, Setsuna Tokage

 

A week after Melissa had joined U.A, Midoriya had found himself slowly slipping away from her room as she slept, clutching a pillow that had once been in his spot on her bed.

 

The other girls of 1-A had let the two have some space and time to really enjoy each other, understanding that they had months of separation to make up for. That didn’t mean Midoriya didn’t still give affection to the other girls, just that Melissa was tied to him for most of it.

 

However tonight he had a video he needed to get made before the coming Friday, so he couldn’t leave it undone. He’d felt slightly guilty when he’d walked into his room, though it had quickly turned to confusion as he heard small bangs coming from his balcony.

 

Curious, he’d opened the door only to find nothing there. Confused he looked around, then he looked down.

 

On the floor, staring up at him was a girl’s head with wavy green hair. Silence hung between them for a moment, before the head smiled nervously. “Hi?”

 

Despite what would be claimed by the others later, his scream was not that girly!

 

“Ah! Hey calm down!” She urged, wincing. “I can’t cover my ears like this! It’s Tokage! From 1-B?”

 

He blinked before placing a hand on his chest and heaving out a sigh. “Oh dear god, please never do that to me again.”

 

“Ehehe, sorry about that.” The girl said apologetically. “Mind picking me up? I could normally float but I kept getting blinded by something.”

 

“Yeah sure…” Midoriya said, hoping his heart would calm down soon. As he knealt down and picked her up, he snickered internally. He couldn’t help himself as he looked her in the eye. “To be or not to be…”

 

“Oh haha.” The girl rolled her eyes, but smiled none the less. “So this plan so didn’t go as well as I hoped. I assume Kendou has mentioned me before?”

 

“Yeah, you’re 1-B’s recommended student right? You can split your body into different parts. I always thought it was an awesome quirk.” Midoriya said with a grin and the girl smiled herself.

 

“You better believe it’s awesome! Though, in this case I kinda messed up. So… I’m just gonna come out and say what I have been wanting to say for a while…” She said, looking up at him nervously. “I know we don’t know each other well but I kinda sorta… want to date you?...”

 

Silence rang out as Midoriya processed that. “Wait wha…”

 

“I just…. I mean physically I’ve always been attracted to you since I first saw you but, I mean I wouldn’t have complained if you asked but I wasn’t looking for anything. Then I saw you in action, and how hurt you were willing to get at the training camp to protect another. I know it’s a heroes job but some people still are to scared to let themselves at our level and I guess I just…. Had this want building up for a while now. I totally understand if you don’t want to, especially considering you already have a few gf’s, but…”

 

“…Hey,” Midoriya grinned lightly, lifting her up to be eye level. “I guess it wouldn’t hurt to try. I just need to talk with the others about it. Ok?”

 

After a moment, she smiled as well. “Ok!”

 

“So… now what?” He asked, and the girl laughed as if the answer was obvious.

 

“Throw me out the window, duh.”

 

“Wait what?! I’m not going to-“

 

“Too late, I’m doing it myself!” The girl laughed as the head suddenly floated away, giggling all the while. Even in the superpowered world they lived in, it was a surreal sight.

 

Midoriya sighed, turning on his computer. Before he could log in, he noticed something move out the corner of his eyes and turned back to see Setsuna’s lips and only her lips had come back. They pressed a quick kiss on his cheek before flying off again, leaving him dumbfounded.

 

‘How… How does that even work!?’

 


 

Part Extra, Mt. Lady

 

Midoriya was quiet as he ate his food in this little restaurant he had come to. He was visiting his mom for the weekend, and wanted to go to the local market for a little nostalgia, seeing as he never got to see it anymore.

 

It wasn’t a particularly packed place so it was a nice and calm environment for him to just relax in. He took a sip of his water as the bell on the door signaled a new customer. He didn’t look up to see who.

 

He was almost finished with his food by the time, that customer had finished their own order however, as he found out when they suddenly began talking to him. “Hey… you’re that kid who ran at the slime villain.”

 

Recognizing the voice, the boy looked up in surprise, coming face to face with Mount Lady. “Uh… y-yeah I am.”

 

“Well aren’t you a cutie.” The woman laughed as she sat along from him, making herself comfortable. “I saw you at the sports festival as well. Something actually has been bothering me about that…”

 

“A-and what would that be?” Midoriya asked as he gulped, afraid he already knew the answer.

 

“Why didn’t you use that quirk of yours on the slime villain? I mean I’m obviously not condoning what you did, but it would have been a million times more useful than just clawing at it.” The woman pondered, closing her eyes in thought. ‘yeah, of course it would be that. Ok Midoriya, honesty is probably the best policy here.’

 

“Well, I actually didn’t have a quirk then.” He said quietly, rubbing his arm. “I… was actually quirkless until not that long ago. I had a rare case where my quirk developed much later, because of how much damage it would do to me.”

 

“Ah, that explains the broken arms. Wait but… damn kid, you ran at that villain full speed. You’re nuts.” The woman commented, almost laughing as she did, her own food arriving. “Still, if you only got that quirk recently then I guess, good job on the sports festival. I didn’t get to see much of it because I was patrolling, so I wasn’t going to send out internships this year.”

 

“Huh? Wait but… a boy in my class got an internship with you? Mineta Minoru?” Midoriya pointed out confused, and the woman scowled lightly.

 

“Yeah, because I heard about his little cheerleader stunt.” She explained, drinking her water. “I decided to teach him a few lessons on humility.”

 

“Wait but won’t that…”

 

“Don’t worry kid, I’m still gonna teach him stuff he needs to know. I’m just waiting until he learns his first lesson to go with the rest, don’t put being a perv above everything else. I know why he picked me.” Mount lady laughed, winking at him. “It’s the same reason you and everyone else can’t keep their eyes off me!”

 

Midoriya decided to just ignore that as he blushed. “Umm.. not that I’m not enjoying this conversation but… my mom is waiting on me so I kind of have to go…”

 

“Ah, no worries!” The woman waved away, eating some fries she’d ordered. Midoriya didn’t even know this place offered those. “Oh and kid?”

 

“Hm?”

 

“Just between you and me, I think you’ll do fine as a hero.”

 

“…Thanks, Mount Lady.”

Chapter Text

Part 1, Ochaco Uraraka and Kyoka Jirou

 

Jirou was in the kitchen, filling a glass with water quietly as she yawned, tired from the day they’d had. Most everyone had retired to their rooms to get some rest after mister Aizawa’s intensive training.

 

Key word being most.

 

“Boop.” The purple haired girl heard her boyfriend say through the room as she walked into the living room, where he and Uraraka sat alone on the couches, whatever show they had been watching forgotten.

 

The greenette’s nose was pressed against the brunette, and he was crossed eyed for some reason as he pushed against her but the gravity held a stoic face.

 

“What are you two doing?” Jirou questioned, raising a brow as she took a swig of her drink. The two turned to the rocker girl with grins on their faces.

 

“The boop game.” Uraraka said simply, as if it answered everything with that alone. Noticing Jirou’s still blank stare, she continued with a giggle. “You take turn booping each other, and trying to make each other laugh. Whoever laughs loses. Want to join.”

 

“That sounds ridiculously cute and overly sweet.” The rocker girl said, taking a seat beside them. They frowned for a moment before she continued. “I have nothing better to do though so screw it, let’s get booping.”

 

Uraraka ended up winning the game after hours of booping. Jirou pretended to be uninterested when she was the first to be disqualified, in reality she had a new favorite game.

 


 

Part 2, Mina Ashido

 

On occasion, Midoriya regretted letting the results of the pink vs green series on his yotube channel decide who got to pick a punishment afterwards. Normally there were two. One that could go on the video, and one that would just be for him and Ashido.

 

Having lost the most recent episode (Turns out Ashido was really good racing games), he’d had an opportunity to get out of his punishment if he could say a tongue twister while his voice was played back to him on a delay.

 

He’d failed, and gotten a whip cream pie to his face for his troubles on camera. Off the camera though, Mina had a much different punishment planned.

 

“Are you sure about this Ashido? This suit’s kinda tight.” The boy complained, getting an odd look from the pink skinned.


“Well that’s odd, did this puppy just talk to me?” She asked with a shit-eating grin as she looked down at the boy on all fours. She’d gotten a dog costume from… somewhere and had decided to make him play the part as punishment. He didn’t really mind overall but he could still complain in the moment.

 

“Ugh, I mean Woof Woof.” The greenette said, rolling his eyes and trying to pretend the girl petting him for it didn’t feel as great as it did. “Seriously though, why do you have this?”

 

“Because I knew you’d look cute in it.” The girl laughed, getting a grumble from Midoriya. A teasing grin split across her face as she leaned down and began to whisper into his ear. “I have a sexy kitty outfit if you want me to join you~”

 

“N-no it’s fine! I’ll put up with it!” Midoriya said, shaking his head. He would already be flustered enough like this without that. The pink skinned girl cackled as she sat back, trying to pretend she totally wasn’t taking a billion photos.

 

“Eh, I’d prefer to see you in it personally anyways. Guess I know what next time I whoop your butt will be.” Mina laughed with a wink, as Midoriya’s face continued to flush. At his pout, the girl kneeled down and kissed his nose. “I love you Izuku.”

 

“….I love you too, you mischievous woman.”

 


 

Part 3, Setsuna Tokage

 

Midoriya was sued to getting and giving love and affection to and from his girlfriends all the time, none of them particularly trying hard to hide their love for one another.

 

People could stare all the liked during lunch or whatever, it wouldn’t make them love each other any less. In Mina’s she probably got a kick out of messing with other students as well.

 

The oddest part of it though began after the greenette had started dating Tokage, the 1-B girl having a preferred way of sending love. At any random time, whether it be while the boy was studying, walking through the halls or talking with others, a pair of floating lips would just appear and start assaulting him with kisses.

 

He pretended to be annoyed by it, but really he loved it. The only bad part was the fact he didn’t have the girl they were a part of to hold while they did so.

 

There had also been the time the lips has appeared with the rest of the mouth and a hand, deciding to move… further along the intimacy scale.

 

The only thing the greenette could complain about was the lack of forewarning, though he’d be lying if he said it wasn’t an experience that was for sure. A look from Momo totally meant the girl knew, but she’d just smiled amused.

 

Really, he was surprised that it was the creation girl and not Mina who had that reaction.

 

That had been a pretty prominent example of receiving affection, though on the other hand there was another moment later that day that was a great example of him giving affection…

 


 

Part 4, Tooru Hagakure

 

Hagakure wandered through the empty halls of the school, on her way back from picking up some medication from Recovery Girl when she’d ended up finding Midoriya walking down the hall towards her.

 

“Oh, Izu! What’s u-“ Was as far she got before the boy was on top of her and wrapped his arms around her tight, pulling her in for a kiss without a word. Her eyes, had they been visible would have been seen to go wide before closing as she wrapped her own arms around the boy while their tongues danced. “Mmph…”

 

They stayed like that for a few moments before the boy pulled away, face red as he gave her a bright smile. “Just wanted to say I love you. See you at home.”

 

With that, he left happily, leaving the girl standing dumfounded with the stupidest grin on her face as she tried her best not start laughing like a maniac in her joy.

 

She tried, but she failed.

 


 

Part 5, Everyone

 

Midoriya’s girlfriends had all set up in the living area of the 1-A dorms, crowded around Mina who had called an impromptu meeting between them for some unknown reason.

 

They had Initially been worried that something had happened to their precious bean but the large smile on the pink skinned girls face assured them that whatever brought them here was nothing to worry about.

 

“So… what’s going, Mina?” Jirou asked with a quirked brow, as the laptop was plugged into the TV and put on the display. The girl grinned as she went yotube and looked up the channel she was looking for. “You… brought us here for a yotube channel?”

 

“Not just any Yotube channel, my friends and fellow lovers of the one true god, Izuku.” The girl said dramatically, getting a few eye rolls as she did so. “Allow me to demonstrate!”

 

She clicked a random video, a gameplay one and a voice began to resonate from the speakers of the TV.

 

“Hello my little bean friends and welcome to Super Mario 64!” The Yotuber said and Mina couldn’t help but laugh as all the other girls gaped at the TV.

 

“Izu… is a Yotuber?!” Hagakure asked excited, as she leaned forward. Beside her Setsuna grinned wide.

 

“I guess I was wrong about him not being able to be any cooler.” The girl said, getting a laugh from Uraraka beside her.

 

“If there are two things Deku can always do, it’s be cuter and be cooler, no matter how impossible it should be.” The brunette said, stomping her feet against the floor rapidly in excitement. “Come on, come on! Let’s see what videos he has!”

 

A sudden ding got them all to look back at the screen, showing the channel had updated. They all blinked as they read the title.

 

“To my GF’S”

 

Looking between each other, they shrugged as they turned it on.

 

Then they heard it and all deadpanned as they looked amongst one another.

 

“Ok so none of us are sleeping with him tonight now right?” Melissa asked, getting nods from everyone else. They even sent him a text saying as much.

 

In the end, they couldn’t go through with it, calling him down for a sleepover in the living area so they could all sleep with him at once.

Chapter Text

Part 1, Good Meowning

 

Midoriya wasn’t the type to celebrate his birthday. It was an event that usually involved friends, something that he’d gone years without before U.A., so he’d never really bothered beyond a card from his mother.

 

It was something he preferred to just outright ignore usually, however now that he was U.A., with almost a dozen girlfriends and a class that actually liked him, maybe he should have expected something to happen on his birthday.

 

However at the same time, he had never even shared his birth date with anyone. So maybe you couldn’t blame him for not expecting anything as the sun hit his eyes and started to rouse.

 

Still, it was a Sunday so he could afford to sleep in little. He could at least take that little solace on this day. He’d just ignore the weird presence surrounding him and the much heavier weigh on the bed.

However before he could drift back off to the land of dreams….

 

“Meow.”

 

That…. Was very familiar. Confused, he cracked an eye open and found a sight that caused two immediate reactions in his head.

 

The first was “What in the name of All Might?”

 

The second was “HOLY CRAP SO CUTE!”

 

All around his room, all at the very least wearing a headband with cat ears if not a full cat costume (or a sexy one, in a certain pink skinned girls case and mechanized ones in two certain inventors cases), was his girlfriends.

 

All of them, with little grins on their faces. Closest to him with a cute little white outfit was Hagakure. “There’s our cutie! Happy Birthday, Izuku~”

 

“What’s…going on?” He asked, slowly pushing himself up. Helping him, Momo appeared behind him in a pure black cat costume with a grin. “Why are you all dressed like cats?”

 

“Well, I remembered what you told me about your allergy and how you loved cats. I did what I could at the time to cheer you up, but it wasn’t much.” The creation girl said, beaming bright. “Then we all wanted to do something special for you for your birthday and couldn’t think of anything. Then it hit me, so just for today we’re your cats. Enjoy it, some of us took forever to convince.”

 

“Your lucky your smile is the best thing in the world, Izu.” Kyoka grumbled, crossing her arms while adjusting her headband that doubled up as headphones.

 

“Wait, how did you guys figure out my birthday?! I forgot it was even coming!” The greenette exclaimed, missing the heartbroken looks he got at that. Crawling over, fully committing to the part was Uraraka, in a costume matching her own hair.

 

“Your mom told Hagakure when she was up, and she told us pretty much immediately. You didn’t think we’d ever miss it, did you?” The girl asked, cocking her head to the side, looking no different from a real kitten.

 

“Well I mean… I guess? I never really cared before now, wasn’t exactly much point.” The boy shrugged, eyes closed so he missed the split second looks of murderous intention that passed the girls faces. He tried to get up but before he could a pair of arms, detached from their body wrapped around him. “Uh?”

 

“Where do you think you’re going?” Setsuna asked with a more teasing smile, as the girls all inched closer to him with similarly devious looks. “Don’t you know Izu?~ The main thing about cats is they always get what they want~ And right now, we ALL want to snuggle with the greatest person to ever grace this planet.”

 

“But… that must be so hard when it’s split between ten different girls.” Izuku countered, as his own grin grew slightly and for just a moment he reveled in the suddenly blushing faces of all the girls. Then he realized something. “Uh wait… guys? My bed can’t exactly support nine people at once….”

 

“The floor it is then!” Melissa cried out happily, as he was gently shoved off his bed before being buried under a mountain of cute girls. As he tried to ignore the slow depravation of oxygen from his lungs as Asui leaned to hard on his stomach, he still smiled.

 

Whether he died of suffocation or cuteness overload, as long as it was with these girls it would be more than fine for him. He wouldn’t though, of course. He couldn’t hurt them like that.

 


 

Part 2, Baby Pictures

 

However sometimes, even despite not wanting to do it to them, jumping out a ten story window sounded incredibly, incredibly appealing. Especially when your Mom was so happy to share baby photos of you despite you being buck naked in the worst situations.

 

No seriously, why he had been without clothes as he screamed into a hairbrush pretending to sing the Powerpuff girls z opening inside a dish washer at three years old he had zero fricking clue. He also had no clue why his mother decided to take pictures instead of getting him out straight away but then again he had blocked out a lot of his early years.

 

Especially just after his dad left, which was probably about a month or two before that picture was taken. Alright maybe he just had a weird way of coping with stuff.

 

At least he didn’t do that anymore. (Though quietly he took a mental note to never, ever get drunk just in case.)

 

Now though, all his girlfriends, every single one of them were seeing his photos. He’d been wrong when Hagakure had last visited, she’d never brought out the baby photos, because as soon as she realized there would be multiple she wanted to meet ALL of them.

 

She was planning this. His pre-emptive revenge had backfired!

 

“Oh, and there’s this one here you’ll all love. By now, I’m sure you all know Izuku loves quirks.” Inko started explaining, as the girls all were still laughing or smiling at the last one. “Here, I think this might have been the first time that little analytical brain of his kicked in. It was a silly carnival game, just something completely random to most people. Guess the man’s quirk, get a prize. It was cheap so I let Midoriya have a shot and well….. I still have no idea how this little munchkin could predict the exact temperature and humidity to guess that it was a body cooling quirk but somehow he did.”

 

“Always the analyzer, kero.” Asui commented, looking up to the blushing present day Midoriya. “So what did you get for that?”

 

“Ah, I have that as the next photo!” Inko said happily, humming as turned the page and showed to them a pink pony plush. Blushing still the boy looked away. “He always loved the thing, I was kind of surprised when he took it over the other toys there though.”

 

“….The only pro plushy there was endeavor and Pinkie Pie is cuter anyways.” The greenette defended quietly, meeting no one’s eye as they chuckled. So he admittedly had a small preference for girly shows, so what?

 

Somewhere in the back of his mind he got a very vivid imagination of Kirishima crying over how ‘manly’ it was to wear that like proudly. Shaking his head, he realized he had a temporary out.

 

“I… uh. I actually still have that plushy, It was kinda my favourite not including the All Might ones so…. Want me to go get it?” He asked, raising a brow in hope. Hatsume was the first to respond, giving him a thumbs up.

 

“Yeah, sure thing first place. You can tell a lot by how well someone looks after their things.”

 

“Don’t ninety eight percent of your things blow up, Mei?” Melissa asked, and the more blunt girl shrugged.

 

“Yeah and I’m terrible at looking after stuff, make mistakes easily and probably will end up nuking us all one day.”

 

“Well… at least you’re honest about it.”

 

Laughing a little at that, Midoriya hurried down the hall and into his room, just taking a moment to enjoy being back as he looked around. Walking towards his closest the greenette grinned as he spotted the pink plush near the back, pulling it out.

 

It was still in practically pristine condition, and the boy wasn’t really sure why he didn’t take it along to the dorms. Kacchan already knew about it and he didn’t really care, he still loved this little plush.

 

Must of just forget. Looking at it now, he could only find more appreciation for it as it reminded him of one of hid girlfriends, which gave him an idea for later now he thought about it. He wondered how hard it would be to make plushies of his girlfriends, not as good as the real thing but it would be nice to have something to hold onto at night even when they couldn’t be around.

 

Smile on his face and blush fading away he walked back out into the living area, where he saw his mother grinning like an idiot as everyone else looked on confused.

 

“What the heck exactly was the ‘special toy’ goat incident?” Itsuka asked, sounding absolutely flabbergasted and slightly repulsed yet intrigued and Midoriya’s brain shut down as his face achieved a shade of red unknown to mankind before.

 

Despite the claims from ten totally, totally unreliable and completely confused girls, the greenette did not tackle his own mother to the ground using his quirk to prevent her ever elaborating upon that… event.

 

….

 

He did it quirkless.

 


 

Part 3, Karaoke

 

It took forever for them to get permission for it, but after months of asking and asking, the girls of 1-A and 1-B had managed to convince their teachers to let them go out just once for a night out, along with Hatsume.

 

They promised not to get into too much trouble, just wanting to spend time with each other. They had wanted to maybe invite their boyfriend along as pretty much everyone counted him as an honorary girl anyways, but he’d been nowhere to be found when they’d left.

 

The group of girls had first gone to an all ages bar, but after an incident involving Momo, a pervert and a broom handle that totally hadn’t been used to knock anyone out at all, they had all agreed to go elsewhere.

 

They’d gotten a meal at a local restaurant, that Yaoyorouzu ended up paying for despite the other girls protests and they’d gone looking for anything else fun to do when they stumbled across a Karaoke place.

 

Having no better ideas, they had all wandered inside happily and gotten a seat at a booth, noting their was private rooms for groups as well as a public performance for those so inclined.

 

They’d decided to watch some of the public ones first, before going off to sing in private just to see what would come up. Initially, there was nothing ground breaking or amazing, just people having fun.

 

It was good to see, but having all heard Jirou sing it made most people pale in comparison. They really hadn’t expected much at all, as they decided to listen to one last performance before going to the private booth.


As it would turn out, they’d be VERY glad they stayed, as a man walked up in front of the crowed.


“Alright folks, this one is a bit of a special request as I understand it. We’re gonna drop the curtains, as this performer has payed extra for this. All we know is they have a song by Shinedown he wants to sing to honor of it says here ‘My girlfriends’. Hope that’s a typo or someone might be in the doghouse tonight, either way, we have a performer called Deku!”

 

The girls who were drinking ended up almost spraying their drinks out as the others had their eyes go wide, all eyes moving to the stage in shock. There was no way right? This would just be some odd coincidence?

 

As it would turn out, as the very familiar voice of Izuku (especially to Jirou) began to sing, they knew it was the green bean himself.

 

Say it once, tell me twice

Are you certain I’m alright?

Just a sign, to remind me

Tomorrow’s worth the fight.

Everchanging,

The storyline that keeps me alive…”

 

“Holy crap…” Jirou muttered under her breathe as she started to grin. Especially as she recognized the song. ‘Finally putting that hidden potential of yours to use?’

 

“So make a wish and say….

Give me life, give me love

Scarlet angel from above

Not so low, not so high

Keep it perfectly disguised

Everchanging,

The storyline that keeps me alive…

 

My Mona Lisa’s making me smile

Right before my eyes~”

 

A warm feeling spread throughout the girls chests as the emotion behind his voice came through with every line, as he clearly poured his all into the song.

 

Take another look,

Take a look around

It’s you and me

It’s here and now!

As you sparkle in the sky

I’ll catch you while I can

Cause all we are is all I am!

I just want you to see

What I’ve always believed,

You are…

 

The miracle in me~”

 

Those in the group actually dating the teen began to blush, as happy smiles spread all around listening to his performance. Whether he knew they were here or not, someone was getting all the hugs and kisses later tonight.

 

As it would turn out, he didn’t know. In his own words, he just ‘loved them that much I can’t stay quiet about them, even if I try.’

Chapter Text

Part 1, Ochaco Uraraka

 

It was a quiet day at U.A, while birds chirped and the sun shined down upon the students. No one really wanted to disturb the peace, including Midoriya who was taking a break from training, lying on the grass and just relaxing.

 

However, after a couple moments he couldn’t help but note an ever so slight rustling, as someone began walking across the grass. Opening his eyes, his grin grew wider as he Uraraka walking towards him, smiling like the adorable ball of sunshine she was. Her arms were behind her back, hiding….something/

 

“Hey, deku….” She began quietly, looking at him. Her smile got a little softer as she got on her knees. “Do you remember how we met?”

 

“Heh. How could I forget?” Midoriya asked, as he pushed himself up and looked at his arm he broke that day. He grinned at her as he continued. “I used my quirk for the first time, I broke my arm and legs for the first and it was the only robot I stopped. Of course, more importantly and memorable than any of that, I got to protect one of the greatest girls on the entire planet.”

 

“W-well…. I was talking with Powerloader and mister Aizawa.” Urarka started to explain, blushing at the compliment. She finally removed her arms from behind her back and showed that in her hand was a familiar dark green metal plating. “They normally salvage and recycle the robots but I managed to convince them to let me keep a small part. I wanted it because… well….”

 

She just pushed it towards him and he took it, feeling his heart melt as he realized that there had been something scratched into it by the girls. Their initials in a jagged heart.

 

Smiling brightly, he looked up to her. “I love it…”

 

“Not as much as I love you, though, Deku.” Uraraka said, leaning in and the boy followed suite, as their lips got closer. Realizing he didn’t have a nick name for her yet, he came up with one on the spot.

 

“Or as much as I love you, Muffin~” He laughed quietly, and at the confused look explained simply. “You’re as cute as a muffin, and we both know you’re as delicious as one~”

 

Blushing, their lips locked and they lost themselves in one another.

 

They ended up putting the gift up in the girl’s room as it had more room to keep it.

 


 

Part 2, Tsuyu Asui

 

Midoriya groaned as the rain battered down against the street heavily, pitter pattering against the ground and his head. He covered his head with his hands yet it didn’t do much to stop the rain he’d been unprepared for.

 

He grumbled under his breathe for a moment before suddenly the sensation of being hit by a hundred of tiny water droplets ceased and the sound changed to be more like hitting a much softer material.

 

Looking up, he saw the plastic shelter he had been put under. Following it down he found Asui holding it with a smile. “Better? Ribbit.”

 

“Better, yeah.” Midoriya nodded, and was surprised when she put the umbrella in his hand. The she hurried out on her own and started to skip around, looking much more childish than he was used to in the rain, causing him to smile. “Enjoy this kind of weather?”

 

“Yeah, ribbit. It’s nice to feel the water on my skin.” The girl ribbited happily as she held her hand up, catching some of the drops. As the water began to run down the girls skin and make her hair shine, the greenette felt his breathe taken away by her simple beauty.

 

Then a wind tore through, making the one for all user have to hold on tight to not lose his protection from the weather. He also noticed his girlfriend starting to shiver as the cold hit her.

 

Frowning, he quickly hurried up to her and pulled her back under. He wrapped an arm around her neck and pulled her into his side, chuckling as she nuzzled against his side. “Come on, Princess. Let’s get back before you go into hibernation. I’ll keep you warm until we get back.”

 

“Princess?” She inquired quietly, already sounding sleep as her head rested against his shoulder.

 

“Yeah, you know that old fairy tale thing. Except of course, I’d never want you to change when you’re already perfect.”

 

With that, the two set off, holding one another tight.

 


 

Part 3, Momo Yaoyorouzu

 

Midoriya blushed as he looked down at the soft, adorable toy replica of Momo in the real things hand. “It’s almost as cute as the real thing…”

 

“Aww, thanks.” The taller girl smiled, as she set it down in front of him. “So what do you think, is it like what you expected?”

 

“Yeah, it’s perfect, goddess.” Midoriya chuckled, laughing as the girl’s face went bright red. Grabbing the nearby TV remote he set it to some old random western cartoon from long ago about some ginger scientist child and his annoying sister.

 

“Wh-where did that name come from?” The raven haired girl asked, as she quietly tried to focus on making another to distract herself.

 

“Well, you can create literally anything and I’d certainly worship the ground you walked on.” The greenette teased, enjoying the light squirming of his girlfriend. “Do you not like it?”

 

“Umm…. Maybe not in public?” Momo muttered, smiling despite herself. “Oh, maybe I’ll call you Dex then.”

 

“D-dex?” Midoriya asked, quirking a brow. Following her gaze he saw her looking at the tv. “Like Dexter?”

 

“Well, it’s similar to Deku but with a twist and you’re obviously not all that similar but you are pretty smart.” She laughed, and the smaller of the two rolled his eyes good-naturedly.

 

“Ok then, if you’re gonna name me after that show then you can be DeeDee because… You’re tall I guess.” Midoriya said, before groaning at his own reasoning. Giggling, his creation girlfriend walked up to him and handed him a plushy of Uraraka.

 

“Works for me, Dex.” She said, nuzzling into his side a little. “So, tell em again why you wanted these plushies?”

 

“But, I already told you?”

 

“Yeah but it’s adorable and I want to hear it again.”

 

“…..I want to be able to snuggle with you all even when I can’t spend time with the real deal.”

 

Giggling, Momo got back to work as they continued to watch. While the two understood their new nicknames, no one else was quite sure what to think when to them Momo seemingly didn’t care that Izuku started exclusively referring to her by her breast size.

 


 

Part 4, Kyoka Jirou

 

One of the things Izuku loved most about listening to music with Jirou was just how unfairly gorgeous she looked when she lost herself in the music. The two were in the fairly expansive park area just outside the dorms, the rocker girl laying atop her boyfriend.

 

Skillet played in their shared headphones as they two relaxed, merely happy to hold one another as they listened to the band. He frowned for a moment, taking her in.

 

He never could come up with a unique nickname for her, beyond Kyo or Kyo-chan. It wasn’t something he initially cared about but as he now was starting to come up with names for everyone, he wanted to do it properly.

 

The only one he really had in mind though, he was worried the girl would hate what with her not being the type to like girly things all that much. He sighed quietly, when suddenly a single drop of water landed on his head.

 

Opening his eyes, he looked up to see dark clouds starting to form and he frowned. He was having fun here as well. Looking down he saw Jirou disappointed as well and decided to remedy this little problem himself.

 

His body started to glow, and green lighting fired around him as he used Full Cowling, running inside and finding a rope before running out and pulling down the tree the two had been sitting at, quickly tying it down a little to shelter them.

 

Looking at the amused smile on his girlfriends face, he decided he might as well test the waters.

 

“There, that should be fine to stay for a while longer, Melody.” He said, and did his best not to laugh at the sudden dumbstruck look that crossed her face.

 

“Melody?”

 

“Well, I’ve been trying to think of something else but everything I come up with is just stupid. It’s the best nickname I have, because you’re an amazing singer, with a voice as gorgeous as your looks.” He complimented with a teasing grin, while the girl just blushed. Then she grabbed the greenette by his shirt and pulled him down onto the floor beside her.

 

“Fine, but only in private, you dork.”

 

“Aww, so you love it?” He laughed, and the girl just nodded quietly.

 

 


 

Part 5, Mina Ashido and Toru Hagakure

 

When Midoriya walked into the kitchen of the dorms, he knew that It could sometimes be a bit disorderly. Not everyone was as neat as Momo and Iida, and Satou more often than not had to leave stuff out while he was baking to do something else.

 

However the word mess couldn’t even begin to describe the disaster area he walked into tonight. Flour, utensils and tray’s were everywhere as the greenette saw Mina and Hagakure on the floor, absolutely coated in the white powder.

 

Oh, and their was the actual fire erupting from the oven as well. Couldn’t forget that, nor the hot liquid mess near his invisible girlfriends feet. Quickly grabbing a nearby towel he used his quirk to turn off the oven before it burned him and batted down the flames with a towel.

 

“S-So…” He coughed, waving away the smoke. “Want to explain this?”

 

“S-sorry.” Mina said, quietly, standing up as she helped the other girl onto her feet. Turning to the greenette her face flushed red. “We um…. Well we wanted to make you something.”

 

“Huh?”

 

“Yeah!” Hagakure nodded animatedly, movements much easier to follow when she was coated in a visible substance. “We…. Well you’re such a wonderful boyfriend… and classmate in general and we just wanted to make something nice to celebrate that.”

 

“….Neither of you have cooked in your entire lives, have you?” He asked, already realizing where this was going. At the slow nods from the two he just smiled. It then turned slightly more mischievous as he had a new idea for a nickname. “Who caused the fire.”

 

“Hagakure did it!” Mina gave up quickly, before getting a light slap from the invisible girl.

 

“Traitor!”

 

“Ok, you two.” He laughed, walking forward. “Let’s clean this mess up before you two get into actual serious trouble.”

 

“Right, where do we start?” The pink skinned girl asked, and Midoriya grinned, glad he already had a nickname for her.

 

“You can clean up the flour Pinkie Pie.” He said, kissing her cheek. At her questioning glance he just grinned. “You’re adorable and amazing as pie, and the pinkie part should be obvious.”

 

“Oh! Oh! What about me?” Hagakure asked excitedly, and Midoriya almost felt guilty as he laughed.

 

“Me and you will work on getting that batter out of the floor before we help her, cupcakes.”

 

“Oh… Meanie.” The girl pouted, presumably sticking her tongue out at him. The three got to work, though he did give them one last look, a much softer smile on his face.

 

“I do appreciate the gesture though. I love you, both of you.”

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Part 6, Itsuka Kendou

It really was annoying how cold it had been getting lately. The short walk just from the 1-B dorm to the 1-A dorm alone made Midoriya’s hairs stand on end, to the point he couldn’t see Kendou and Tokage as much as he wanted to.

 

He was on his way back, probably for the only visit he’d be able to do that week where the three of them had just chilled together on 1-B’s couch watching some stuff and essentially playing hide and seek from Monoma.

 

Before he’d began his walk though, into the cold rain his red headed girlfriend had run off and come back with a hoodie of hers, offering it to him seeing as he didn’t have much protection from the cold.

 

Normally he would refuse but if he did he knew he’d have to convince Todoroki to heat him up when he got back and the heterochromatic teen charged for that. Midoriya chuckled as he put his hands into the pockets. ‘As if he needs more money… then again, with Endeavour….’

 

Shaking his head as he walked, he felt his hand brush against something plastic. Curiosity getting the better of him, he pulled it out only to find a fairly old MP3 Player.

 

Normally, as he walked into his dorm and got a kiss on the cheek from a passing by Tsuyu, he would just put it back and forget about it.

 

But, as the screen flickered to life automatically he’d seen something that had caught his attention. One of the playlists was simply labelled. “Midoriya.”

 

He couldn’t exactly resist the temptation that arose from seeing that. Heading up to his room, he closed his door behind him and fished out a pair of dog ear headphones Ashido bought him as a joke after his birthday.

 

Plugging them on he set it to automatic and let the first song begin to play as he looked through the playlist.

 

He was surprised when drums started pounding in his ears and a guitar started to play, indicating the first song to be a rock song Then he grinned as he saw what it was, though a part of him couldn’t help but think it might have been more appropriate for someone like Kirishima.

 

“Risin' up, back on the street
Did my time, took my chances
Went the distance now I'm back on my feet
Just a man and his will to survive

So many times it happens too fast
You trade your passion for glory
Don't lose your grip on the dreams of the past
You must fight just to keep them alive”

 

It’s the eye of the tiger, it’s the thrill of the fight-“

 

Skipping to the next song he laughed to himself. ‘Well, I guess it fits. Never giving up and all that…’

 

However in his on opinion the one that played next was much more fitting if that was the message one wanted to get across about the teen. Perhaps in a much more fitting style as well.

 

“Like a small boat
On the ocean
Sending big waves
Into motion
Like how a single word
Can make a heart open
I might only have one match
But I can make an explosion

 

And all those things I didn't say
Wrecking balls inside my brain
I will scream them loud tonight
Can you hear my voice this time?

 

This is my fight song
Take back my life song
Prove I'm alright song
My power's turned on
Starting right now I'll be strong
I'll play my fight song
And I don't really care if nobody else believes
'Cause I've still got a lot of fight left in me”

 

Smiling at that one, he looked out the window and his smile only grew more when he saw his tall red-headed girlfriend bolting down the street to his dorms. ‘Guess she’s realized what she missed. I’d feel guilty but….’

 

Still smiling to himself he skipped to another song and felt that smile falter as this one hit much closer to home in someways….

 

“Let's paint a picture you're in class
The teacher writes the notes too fast
And there's a boy who sits in back
Who's too afraid to raise his hand
And ask if she can slow it down
So nervously he looks around
Can't bare to stand out in the crowd
And he's only gotten half the notes now
The school bell rings and he feels deflated
He looks at his hand, he should've raised it
His biggest fear, he should've faced it
And now he's lost inside the pages
He might be there but you'd never notice
Got a lot to say but he's soft spoken
He's a book that just isn't open
A tiny ripple in a stormy ocean

 

Glassman, Mister Glassman
Glassman
Mister Glassman
He's really soft spoken
You never notice glass unless it's broken”

 

He tried to ignore the little wet spot in his eyes at that one. It definitely fit, he had to commend her on that much. He was silently writing down the titles of a few of them to look up later as well.

 

He took out his headphones as he played the fourth and final one, hearing Kendou scrambling up the stairs at the same time. If he had to guess, he could only assume this song was more meant for the two of them together….

 

“Get out your guns, battles begun
Are you a saint, or a sinner?
If loves a fight, than I shall die
With my heart on a trigger

They say before you start a war
You better know what you're fighting for
Well baby, you are all that I adore
If love is what you need, a soldier I will be

I'm an angel with a shotgun
Fighting til' the wars won
I don't care if heaven won't take me back
I'll throw away my faith, babe, just to keep you safe
Don't you know you're everything I have?
And I, wanna live, not just survive, tonight”

 

Finally the door swung open and the greenette turned with an amused teasing grin to his taller girlfriend, seeing the look of panic in her eyes. Shaking his head he silently got up and wrapped his arms around her, which she slowly returned in confusion.

 

“I…. guess you saw then?” She asked and he just nodded with a small laugh. Itsuka grumbled. “That’s……seriously embarrassing.”

 

“It was something I’d more expect from Kyo but I’m not complaining.” He said, squeezing tight before letting go and taking a seat again. As he saw the crimson colour of his face he understood why the others enjoyed teasing him for just a moment. “I love it, Itsuka.”

 

“Well, that’s good I guess. Can i… get my hoodie back now?” She asked, rubbing her arm with a small smile and the One for All user threw it over, handing over the actual MP3 player much more carefully. As he did, he realized he’d yet to give her a nickname yet. “Thanks, Izuku.”

 

“No problem, Rock.”  He said with a teasing grin, and at her confused look prepared to be hit by whatever the girl could first grab. “Trying to come up with Nicknames for everyone. Seeing as how that Rock Paper Scissors match went down, and you chose rock….”

 

There was silence for a moment, before an All Might pillow was thrown in the boy’s face making him laugh, while his girlfriend just stuck her tongue out.

 

“That’s what you get, Fracture.”

 

Ok, that was fair.

 


 

Part 7, Melissa Shield and Mei Hatsume

 

Clang, clang, clang.

 

Midoriya scrolled past lame joke, after lame joke as Melissa and Mei hammered away at some contraption the two were working on together in their spare time. The greenette was there both to visit them and to keep the two from blowing each other up by accident.

 

The two got along well, but also distracted each other easily and typically made more mistakes than normal. (Izuku had a suspicion at least one of them had a crush on the other, but he decided not to bring it up.)

 

When they weren’t likely to be labelled as the cause of death on each other’s epitaphs though, the greenette was entertaining the two himself. A shared love between the two inventors was horrible jokes.

 

“What's the difference between a well dressed man on a unicycle and a poorly dressed man on a bike?” He started the tenth joke, grinning as he winced at the punchline. Melissa looked up expectantly while Mei grabbed a drill.

 

“I don’t know, what’s the difference?” The blonde asked, moving her face a bit further away from the contraption.

 

“Attire.” The greenette snorted, unable to keep a straight face. Somewhere off to the side he heard Power loader groan, and the three laughed amongst themselves. “I think my quirk’s backlash hurts less than some of these punchlines.”

 

“And that’s why they’re great.” Mei laughed in a sing-song voice, drilling at a part of the machine. A moment later a small burst of smoke blew out and a bang resounded through the room, only for the two inventors scrambled to fix the mistake while Midoriya just quietly shook his head. “Miscalculated energy output. That could have ended badly if we kept working.”

 

Midoriya tensed.

 

“How badly?”

 

“Wipe out japan badly.” The pink haired girl said nonchalantly and the One for All user could only sigh.

 

“I can see the headlines now.” He teased, gesticulating with his hands. “Japan taken down by Blond Bombshell.”

 

“Huh?”

 

“Well, Melissa is blonde, you blow everything up and you’re both incredibly attractive.” He laughed, blushing lightly along with the American girl while the other inventor just grinned. “So I’d say it’s a pretty fitting nickname for the two of you together.”

 

“Oh, so what do you have for us alone then Deku?” Melissa asked curious and his blush worsened.

 

“Well, nothing right now I can say in polite company.” Was all he remarked, not noticing Power loader snapping his pencil in half upon hearing that comment, while the American walked up to him and placed a kiss on his cheek with a teasing grin of her own.

 

“Well then I’ll just have to hear them later tonight then~”

 

“Could you… maybe not be so blatant about being horny teenagers right in front of me. Two students I thought I could trust to be sensible.”

 

The two quickly flushed at that and pulled the apart, talking at the same time.

 

“Sorry, sir.”

 

“Great, now you guys can focus on making babies with me again!” Mei said, clapping her hands. Midoriya could swear she knew exactly what she was doing as her teacher groaned.

 


 

Part 8, Setsuna Tokage

 

“I swear I lost it around here somewhere.” Setsuna said as she walked in front of Izuku, smiling quietly as the two looked around. At the moment, the green haired girl was missing her left arm entirely, as the two looked around the school halls for it. “This is-“

 

“Ridiculous?” Midoriya questioned with a smirk, knowing full well the game she was playing at. He figured it out not to long ago, and was just waiting for the right moment to bring it up. “This is the sixth time, Setsuna. How do you lose an arm anyways?”

 

“Well, do you want a list?” She asked with a grin, looking back that got a little more teasing as she met his eyes. “I’ll warn you now though, some are a little…. Personal.”

 

“…..” Midoriya sighed. “Well, guess I can add you to the list of people who use their quirks in the bedroom.”

 

“Well I mean if you have option.” She shrugged.

 

“I’m just glad Mina isn’t one of them.” He shuddered, not wanting to think about that potential experience. Looking towards the 1-B classroom, he saw a flesh colored object sticking out near the teachers desk. “Found it!”

 

“Ah great!” The girl said, sounding more disappointed than happy with his quick find, while he picked it up. “I guess, don’t need more help now.”

 

“Yeah, now you can just float it back and let it re-attach like your quirk lets you do.” He said with a smirk, and the 1-B’s girls went wide, as she suddenly resembled a deer caught in headlights. “Kinda weird you can lose a limb at all using that….”

 

“I…..uh…..Plead the fifth?”

 

“We’re Japanese, Jigsaw.” He rolled his eyes, as he walked over to her. He lightly hit her on the shoulder with her own arm before pulling her into a hug. “Not American. If you want to spend time with me, just say in future sweetie. Did you really think you needed to come up with a random reason?”

 

“Well, I mean we’re all so busy with hero work and you seem busier than everyone. You do so much….” She explained nervously, only to be cut off with a kiss from Midoriya, which she leaned into it.

 

“I’m never to busy to make time for the people I love.” He said simply, pulling back and smiling brightly at the girl’s own happy smile. “So just ask in future, ok?”

 

“Ok.”

“So, how about watching a movie at my dorm then?”

 

“Yeah, that sounds fun!” She nodded as the two separated and took off together towards the dorms. “Oh, by the way, Jigsaw?”

 

“Ah, well you’re like a jigsaw puzzle. You know you come in pieces and can be put back together. Also no offense sweetie but you’re quirk is to literally take off parts of you’re body, that’s gonna remind me of horror movies no matter what.”

 

“You know what, fair.” She laughed, linking her hand with his. “Still, this coming from the…. What was it? ‘Brocolli sunshine child’”

 

“Well, I mean I’ve been called asparagus, peas and a cinnamon roll as well.” He shrugged as they walked. “So, any suggestions for what to watch?”

 

“Well, seeing as you want to compare me to a horror movie, and call me ‘Jigsaw’, I know exactly what we should watch!”

 

“……I regret every decision I’ve made up until now.”

 

That was how they found out Midoriya really, REALLY didn’t do well with horror films. It was also how the green haired girl ended up sleeping in his room for the first time.

 

After all, the least she could do to help him stave off any paranoia was snuggle with him throughout the night. She didn’t detach her limbs around him for a month following that, but at least the two started hanging out more.

 

If anyone even seemed like they were going to mention horror near the boy now though, the girl would jump in and clamp their mouths shut immediately just to be safe.